Quotes About Hoarding

I'm a total stationery fiend - I have drawers and drawers of lovely printed cards and wrapping paper.

Overbuyers, by contrast, find excuses to buy. They accumulate large quantities of office supplies or kitchen gadgets or travel paraphernalia with the thought "This will probably come in handy someday." When trying to shape a habit, overbuyers tend to load up on equipment or services that they imagine will help them keep their good habits.

I hate the word 'rendering,' as it equates to 'pouring concrete' on ideas that demand continuing dialog. 'Trade secrets' imply hoarding of knowledge.

God owns everything and gives us all things to enjoy. He is a good shepherd to us, his little flock. Trust him, not stuff. Move from the fear of scarcity to the comfort of provision. Less hoarding, more sharing. "Do good . . . be rich in good works, ready to give, willing to share.

He has a lot of coats, said Philologos soberly.

I love to watch 'Hoarders.' My grandmother was a hoarder. My mother's on her way. I'm an electronics hoarder - I won't throw any out. I still have my first T-Mobile Sidekick... old VCRs in my garage. It scares me that I'm going to end up being buried under electronics.

I organize my closet by season, color, and silhouette, but I don't edit often enough, which causes me to hoard Hermes cuffs in Hermes bags that are crammed into my living room because my closet is overflowing.

Result of self-consciousness: audience and actor are the same. I live my life as a spectacle for myself, for my own edification. I live my life but I don't live in it. The hoarding instinct in human relations.

Every collector is potentially (if not actually) a thief.

The miser and the glutton are two facetious buzzards: one hides his store, and the other stores his hide.

two books besides the Koran. I'd noticed when heading beachward—copies are given away in the lobby for gratis. I want to hoard heaps of these, cairns and dolmens of these—I want to die in this facility wrapped in a rabbinic beard as quilly soft as this duvet so that when Security (dial 0) slams down the door I'll be buried under this monument: 1,001 Korans.

Others just liked having their useless shit around in the place where they spent most of their time.

This inclination to hoard is deeply ingrained in me because in the past, in times of scarcity, you took what you could get.

When I was younger, I liked money - the feel of it. I would sit with my dad and count his coins and be like, 'Yeah.' I'd saved £700 by the age of 10. I thought: 'What the hell am I hoarding this for?' So I bought a drum kit.

Thanks to my mother, not a single cardboard box has found its way back into society. We receive gifts in boxes from stores that went out of business twenty years ago.

I hoard and buy loads of the same things over and over - DVDs, clothes, trainers.

People think about Bitcoin incorrectly. They think about it as currency or about gold or hoarding, speculation, about how much money do you make. When really, what it is is an API for programmable cash transactions.

for the door to the house had many bolts, locks, bars, and fasteners, as is common in the dwellings of misers.

My mother kept every single thing that she ever got in her life.

I'm a hoarder, but then, when it all gets too much, I turn into a ruthless chucker. I'm very good at clearing out and giving stuff away. But I'm equally skilled at shoving things in a cupboard, shutting the door, and calling that 'cleared up.'

Originally, the cellar served primarily as a coal store. Today it holds the boiler, idle suitcases, out-of-season sporting equipment, and many sealed cardboard boxes that are almost never opened but are always carefully transferred from house to house with every move in the belief that one day someone might want some baby clothes that have been kept in a box for twenty-five years.

It was amazing how many books one could fit into a room, assuming one didn't want to move around very much.

Real wisdom is being stored away in the subcellars by the misers of learning.

I have vintage things that I got nine, 10 years ago, and every time I clean my closet, I can't get rid of them. I think, 'I will never find this again!'