Quotes About House

[A]nd soon now we shall go out of the house and go into the convulsion of the world, out of history into history and the awful responsibility of Time.

The Cleveland Cavaliers just offered me a full-time job and a house! A house! A house!

It's [her new house] kind of like my relationship. I'm like nurturing it and like spending a lot of time there and making sure that everything is perfect. It's like my new boyfriend.

My mother - the Irish side of the family - was very musical. My mother was a singer; there was music around the house all the time.

By the time I was a teenager, when I went outside the house, it was about hip-hop all the time. Nothing but hip-hop, block parties.

A visitor to Mark Twain's house in Hartford observed mountains of books stacked on the floor. The author apologized for the disorder. You see, he lamented, It is so very difficult to borrow shelves.

Of course the whole drove was housed in the house, and great guns--well, I never saw anything like it! Nor anything like it. And never smelt anything like it. It was like an insurrection in a gasometer.

Do you believe in God? I don't think I ever asked you that one. Well I do now. God's a house. Which is not to say that our house is God's house or even a house of God. What I mean to say is that our house i?s? God.

God's a house. Which is not to say that our house is God's house or even a house of God. What I mean to say is that our house is God.

If the house were indeed the product of psychological agonies, it would have to be the collective product of psychological agonies.

Some critics believe the house's mutations reflect the psychology of anyone who enters it.

There was no more yelling or calling out, but they could not contain the small snatches of laughter. They were only humans, playing in the snow, in a house

Why do they have windows? Is it to let a glimpse of the world in? Or for us to see out? Our own place is small perhaps, but when your old man is eaten up by his own shadow, you realize maybe that in every house, something so savage and sad and brilliant is standing up, without the world even seeing it. Maybe that's what these pages of words are about. Bringing the world to the window.

Sin embargo —seguramente por la atracción que ejercían los libros sobre ella— acabó entrando en la casa.

THREE DAYS LATER A MESSAGE WAS LEFT  UNDER A PEBBLE UPON THE SUNDIAL."   "'If it really annoys you, Hilton, we might go and travel, you and I, and so avoid this nuisance.' "'What, be driven out of our own house by a practical joker?

The house is two stories high and has seven rooms. It would have cost perhaps fifteen thousand in the early twenties when it was built.

The desire to build a house is the tired wish of a man content thenceforward with a single anchorage. The desire to build a boat is the desire of youth, unwilling yet to accept the idea of a final resting place.

It was a grand old house, the Ayemenem House, but aloof-looking. As though it had little to do with the people who lived in it. Like an old man with rheumy eyes watching children play, seeing only transience in their shrill elation and their whole-hearted commitment to life.

La vecchia casa sulla collina portava il ripido tetto a due spioventi calcato sulle orecchie come un cappello.

There is an old story about the boy at Eton who committed suicide. The other boys in his house were gathered together and asked if any of them could suggest a reason for the tragedy. After a long silence a small boy in the front put up his hand: 'Could it have been the food, sir?

For we have, built into all of us, old blueprints of expectation and response, old structures of oppression, and these must be altered at the same time as we alter the living conditions which are a result of those structures. For the master's tools will never dismantle the master's house.

This house is full of women who all want to have their say about my child.

You know what we need? We need to get jobs, get the fuck out of that crazy house,' Natalie said, dipping a McNugget into her sauce. Yeah, right. Jobs doing what? Our only skills are oral sex and restraining agitated psychotics.

It was like living in a new house. I saw the undersides of tables, walked through the tangle of chair legs. It would be good to be a dog, I thought. You would feel safe surrounded by all of these leggy objects that never tried to run away.