Quotes About House

Something inexorable seeds itself in the place of your origin. You can never escape the bonds of family history, no matter how far you travel. And the skeleton of a house can carry in its bones the marrow of all that came before. Who are you, Christina Olson? he asked me once. Nobody had ever asked me that. I had to think about it for a while. If

I'd rather go broke giving enemas to house lizards than make money from customers like him. Old George made a fist and thrust it toward the water buffalo mounted on the wall above his head.

both of them real "street angels," as they say in Vienna, delightful outside the house, unbearable in many ways at home.

Go back to your house then, and see what happiness you find there.' 'It has nothing to do with happiness.' 'It is true that marriage seems often to have little to do with happiness. But who am I to judge? I have never been married.

The hawk had filled the house with wildness as a bowl of lilies fills a house with scent.

The light that filled my house was deep and livid, half magnolia, half rainwater. Things sat in it, dark and very still.

Dear Miranda Silver, This house is bigger than you know! There are extra floors, with lots of people in them. They are looking people. They look at you, and they never move. We do not like them. We do not like this house, and we are glad to be going away. This is the end of our letter.

A house of stone and glass and iron should be stark and sober, a watchtower from which a benevolent guard is kept over society. But the white stone of this particular house rippled as if reacting to a hand that had found its most pleasurable point of contact.

Miri and I conferred and decided that we liked the tallness of the house, the way the walls shoot up and up with the certainty of stone

But in an unfamiliar house, when you're uncertain where you're going, every movement is prolonged by the sense that you're going to try the wrong door or get in someone's way and bother someone.

At that memory, it seemed to Gilles that he opened a door into an empty house that had been firelit once, and now was naked rafters under the sky.

Most of my relationships were people in the business. Having said that, me and Tim don't really talk that much about work. He comes into my bit of the house every so often to vent but we don't really have very high, cultured conversations.

On Noddle's Island, now East Boston, was established Samuel Maverick, a young gentleman of property and education, who had there laid out a farm, built him a house and fort, where four guns were mounted, and which served as a refuge and defence for all the planters of the neighbourhood.

William Blackstone had laid out a farm and orchard, and built him a house on the western slope of one of the hills, whence he could see the sun set across the windings of the river Charles, and over the wide brown marshes through which it made its way.

The Indian… stands free and unconstrained in Nature, is her inhabitant and not her guest, and wears her easily and gracefully. But the civilized man has the habits of the house. His house is a prison.

The noisy jay swoops by and reviles me, he complains of my meow and my malingering. I too am not a bit subdued, I too am uncontrollable, I sound my splenetic yowl over the roof of the house." (From Meow of Myself, from LEAVES OF CATNIP )

Intelligence and courtesy not always are combined Often in a wooden house a golden room we find.

Books are not made for furniture,but there is nothing else that so beautifully furnishes a house.

Universal military service may be compared to the efforts of a man to prop up his falling house who so surrounds it and fills it with props and buttresses and planks and scaffolding that he manages to keep the house standing only by making it impossible to live in it.

The answer to old age is to keep one's mind busy and to go on with one's life as if it were interminable. I always admired Chekhov for building a new house when he was dying of tuberculosis.

Blessed is the covenant of love, the covenant of mercy, useless light behind the terror, deathless song in the house of night.

Oh! my ministering brethren! Much of our praying is but giving God advice! Our praying is discolored with ambition, either for ourselves or for our denomination. Perish the thought! Our goal must be God alone. It is His honor that is sullied, His blessed Son who is ignored, His laws broken, His name profaned, His Book forgotten, His house made a circus of social efforts.

I grew up in a very large family in a very small house. I never slept alone until after I was married.

The pickaxe and the basket built cities The steadfast house the pickaxe builds... The house which rebels against the king, The house which is not submissive to its king, The pickaxe makes it submissive to its king.