Quotes About House

Spode hurried away for counsel to Badgery House. Lord Badgery surprisingly rose to the occasion. Ask Boreham to come and see me, he told the footman, who answered his ring. Boreham was one of those immemorial butlers who linger on, generation after generation, in the houses of the great. He was over eighty now, bent, dried up, shrivelled with age.

The house seemed so different at night. Everything was in its correct place, of course, but somehow the furniture seemed more angular and the pictures on the wall more one-dimensional. She remembered somebody saying that at night we are all strangers, even to ourselves, and this struck her as being true.

The size of one's house might bear a relationship to the size of one's opinion of oneself, but it had nothing to do with one's real worth.

She had been seized with a sudden existential horror. The house had white carpets and white furniture and, most significantly, no books.

I was staying in a house beside the machair. In front of this house was a stretch of lawn, and at the edge of the lawn there was a river. By the riverside, its door wide open, was a shed into which I wandered. Inside the shed was a large art nouveau typesetting machine. I was being called, and I turned away from my discovery of the typesetting machine to make my way back to the house and to our hostess. People in dreams do not always have names, but she did. She was called Mrs. MacGregor.

And the same goes for other things," went on Mma Makutsi. "Hooks are the answer." Mma Ramotswe had a momentary vision of Mma Makutsi's house covered in hooks. Even her baby, Itumelang, would be suspended in a basket from a hook; and Phuti would have a hook too, a large, solid one, from which he would dangle by his collar, awaiting instructions from his wife.

Darkwater, the faded rose many-chimneyed house, the lawns, the trees heavy with summer, the strutting peacocks, the distant flicker of the lake.

She went to the house and lit a candle. The candle cried: 'I am being killed.' The flame: 'I am killing you.' The maid answered: 'It is true, true. For I see your white blood.' Meanwhile

they could discuss moving her temporarily to a VIP guest house on base.

In all honesty, the difficulties with their house were mild, and most resolved. The problem seems to be with work that was not finished properly, something a tribute to pull in park to the race to build houses as fast as possible throughout Celebration.

The family that moved into a house and sound out several days later, in the worst way you can imagine, that their sewer line said nothing hooked up. True. And the crane did fall on the house, it was a town house, and the owners don't aren't in. True. And don't forget the house they had to knock down and start over. True.

Come, for the House of Hope is built on sand: bring wine, for the fabric of life is as weak as the wind.

I have reached a state in life where I can buy a whole house full of chairs and can bump into them until they are black and blue

Poverty is very good in poems but very bad in the house; very good in maxims and sermons but very bad in practical life.

When home is a safe house, I know I feel safe and secure when I'm at home

The first time I walked through the spacious house, I didn't see possibility or a new start. I saw a big, empty space. These rooms looked like all I did not have, every room a challenge, rather than an opportunity.

Our house is so difficult to find that people always arrive late, which means that by the time we go into dinner, I've had so many dry Martinis I'm practically under the piano, and it no longer seems to matter that I haven't put the potatoes on.

Some people would say it's a bad idea to bring a fire-spider into a public library. Those people would probably be right, but it was better than leaving him alone in the house for nine hours straight. The one time I tried, Smudge had expressed his displeasure by burning through the screen that covered his tank, burrowing into my laundry basket, and setting two weeks' worth of clothes ablaze.

Only turning God's house into a house of fervent prayer will reverse the power of evil so evident in the world today.

I married a woman who loves to camp, and I am what you would call "indoorsy"... My wife always brings up, "Camping's a tradition in my family." Hey, it was a tradition in everyone's family 'til we came up with the house.

Wherever we go we do harm, forgiving ourselves as wheels do cement for wearing each other out. We set this house on fire, forgetting that we live within. (from "To a Meadowlark," for M.L. Smoker)

Cancel my subscription to the resurrection,Send my credentials to the house of detention.

Watching the world try to defy God's authority is like watching a group of two-year olds plotting to take over the house.

obeyed. He led them out an unglazed window and into a narrow gap between the coach house and the wall of a nearby