Quotes About House

I lay in bed that March morning, listening to noises from below stairs and priding myself on the fact that I had kept peace in the house since January. If I didn't, we might all kill each other. Not with guns, no. We'd had our fill of guns with the war. But with words, the way civilized people kill each other every day.

I thanked him and said goodnight. I left him there and went into the house. Maria was playing 'The Battle Hymn of the Republic.

The house was so quiet, as if everyone had been spirited out of sight. I had a feeling of moving through time itself. I saw myself as a small, scurrying animal rushing into my future. But I was not afraid.

You can keep the sectional,she'd said. He hadn't, although it had been a bitch getting it out of the house, and he'd finally used a chain saw, which somehow made him feel better about things. - Jim Bates

Her happiness swept the house in a whirlwind; her misery wrapped it in a purple gloom.

After all, he was a mere policeman and in the house of those considerably superior to him socially.

And this lesson about mortal peace of mind I never forgot. Even if a ghost is ripping a house to pieces, throwing in pans all over, pouring water of pillows, making clocks chime at all hours, mortal will accept almost any natural explanation offered, no matter how absurd, rather than the obvious supernatural one, for what is going on.

You let me handle Marius, I said. Now, you didn't come without you dagger. No, I did not, he said, lifting his cloak to reveal it, And with your permission I would like to plunge it through my heart now so I will most assuredly stone-cold dead before the Master of this house arrives home to find you runnning rampant in his garden! Permission denied.

I wanted shelves for my books, and a finer chair for this desk. Of course there should be another library. What was a house to me if it did not possess a library?

Even if a ghost is ripping a house to pieces, throwing tin pans all over, pouring water on pillows, making clocks chime at all hours, mortals will accept almost any natural explanation offered, no matter how absurd, rather than the obvious supernatural one, for what is going on.

death had come to dinner in their small house near the ramparts and stayed to say grace when everyone was done.

And this lesson about mortal peace of mind I never forgot. Even if a ghost is ripping a house to pieces, throwing tin pans all over, pouring water on pillows, making clocks chime at all hours, mortals will accept almost any "natural explanation" offered, no matter how absurd, rather than the obvious supernatural one, for what is going on.)

He let his tread announce him as he went up the stairs. It seemed very much the proper thing to do in this house, to let Marius know that, he was coming, and not to be accused of boldness and stealth.

She remembered the feel of wind on summer nights - how it billows through the house and wafts the curtains and smells of tar and roses

There had been a problem in Bean's house. The problem was staples. Bean loved staples. She loved them so much that she had stapled things that weren't supposed to be stapled. The things looked better stapled, but her mother didn't think so, and now Bean was outside. She was going to be outside for a long time.

Writing fairies can get grumpy in a new house," Johari said. "Like cats. Mine pissed on the pillows every night for a week after I moved up to New York.

There Was an Old Woman Called Nothing-at-All, Who Lived in a Dwelling Exceedingly Small; A Man Stretched His Mouth to the Utmost Extent, And Down at One Gulp House and Old Woman Went.

We lived in a small house, so there was no escape from the goddamn racket of her loneliness.

walked back into the house to feed myself and my illusions.

Just how many sisters do you have? (Valerius) Eight. (Tabitha) Eight? (Valerius) What? (Tabitha) I'm just pitying whatever poor males lived in that house with all of you. It must have been truly frightening at least one week out of every month. (Valerius) Was that a joke? (Tabitha) Merely a frightening statement of fact. (Valerius)

Ash paused as he entered the house to find the three women lined up and... singing to... dear gods, anything but this. Fergilicious. All he needed was for Simi to be here and off-key with them since it was her favorite song and he'd spent the better part of the last year cursing whoever was dumb enough to introduce that song to a hormonal teenaged demon. Worst part? Simi wanted him to call her Similicious.

Zarek? (Astrid) What?! (Zarek) Don't use that tone with me. I like to know where people are in my house. Be nice, or I'll make you wear a cowbell. (Astrid)

You're the one who made the bargain with Apollymis that I have to live with. Personally, it irks the shit out of me to be traded like some Yu-Gi-Oh! card you got tired of having around the house. (Kat)

This can't be happening. It's just not possible. (Cassandra) Oh, well, let's not have reality intrude now, shall we? I mean, hey, you're a mythological being descended from mythological beings and you're in the house of an immortal guardian no human can remember five minutes after they leave his presence. Who's to say that you can't get pregnant in a dream by him? What? We're jumping into the realm of reality now? (Katra)