Quotes About Hoarding

But why does your uncle need all these books? Is he some kind of squirrel nut?" Andrew laughed. "Touché, Kyle. Very clever." Sierra laughed, too. "I get it. Squirrel—nut." "And Uncle Woody was squirreling away all the squirrel books he could!

If your home is anything like mine, it contains several rarely explored crannies stashed full of archaic chargers, defunct cables, and freshly antiquated gizmos whose sole useful function in 2011 is to make 2005 feel like 1926, simply by looking big and dull and impossibly lumpen.

Like my father, I would never as a child throw anything away, keeping old toys, electric motors and bits of broken machines under my bed in what I called my Box of Useful Things.

I save everything. I have these carefully organized file boxes. Somewhere in there is a section of the 'New York Times' where I wrote 'The Border Guard' in the margin.

Gadgets - our houses are filled with them: ones we need, ones we think we need, and others that were a good idea at the time, but have never made it out of their boxes.

I'm overly sentimental and don't throw things away.

What do you do with all your money? Me and the French hoard gold.

Then he got more books. He saved all the books.

By the time dad died, the junk was so piled up that there were tunnels instead of rooms.

I throw away stacks of newspaper and catalogs, bills that probably went unpaid for years, plastic bags of hangers and wires, and the hockey stick.

hoarders of guilty secrets are inevitably consumed with appearances.

Hoarding remained a synonym beloved of bureaucrats for retaining your own assets.

Well, my parents were sort of packrats. They never threw anything away and, all through their time together, they stored away various things in a vault.

Most people hoard their money - just keep it in the bank. Bitcoin will really take off when people start spending it, creating a velocity of money.

grabbing for the last loaf of bread or gallon of milk or four-pack of toilet paper, as if everyone's snow-day plans included French toast and diarrhea.

The more storage you have, the more stuff you accumulate.

I'm not a collector. I don't like the toy cupboard syndrome that causes so many good cars to evaporate.

The health problems caused by clutter aren't just physical. In 1996, psychologists defined compulsive hoarding syndrome as a psychological disorder. In homes with severe cluttering, the residents nearly always suffer from anxiety or depression or both.

Boxes of records made me think that LPs should be outlawed or at least limited to five per person, and I soon came to despise the type who packs even her empty shampoo bottles, figuring she'll sort things out and throw them away once she's settled into her new place.

Even sober, she'd rail against that: all the junk my father dragged home and left in the yard or the basement—old newspapers and magazines, toaster ovens picked out of the trash, hoses, sheets of plywood—all of it "perfectly good," all of it just what he needed.

If I brought another car home, there would be problems. I have a lot of cars as it is. I'm a car addict.

The problem with collecting other people's junk is you just don't know what to do with it when you don't want it anymore. You feel bad about throwing it to the curb. It's too much trouble to sell. So you keep it around, knowing if you can't redeem it, exactly, you've at least rescued it. Somewhat.

Dragons didn't fool around when it came to protecting things that they acquired—be it gold, gems, or a monster's body parts.

I know not how it is, but during a voyage I collect books as a ship does barnacles.