Quotes About House

God's house will be happy because Christ will be there.

Terror in the house does roar, But Pity stands before the door.

Three rabbits, two cats, three parakeets, a dove, two parrots, three turkeys, two geese, a canary, and nine ducks at last count were just about what Noah had started with, and he never brought his animals into the house.

He was hiding there in the dark when Dewey Phillips called the Presley house

Icelandic ponies, though tiny, are not bred to ride in elevators, certainly not in the President's house...

I wouldn't run for President. I wouldn't want to move to a smaller house.

This is the house of freedom and it should constantly remind us how subtle and sensitive the barrier is between freedom and its opposite, totalitarianism."3

When she got back to the house, Cora was awake and at the computer and groaning. "Can I get you something?" Grace asked. "An anesthesiologist," Cora said. "Straight preferred but not required." "I was thinking more like coffee." "Even better." Cora's fingers danced across the keyboard. Her eyes narrowed. She frowned. "Something's wrong here.

Fact: Eileen had brought that nanny cam into her house. Maya tried to let that go, but the suspicion buzzed in her ear. She could quiet it, but it wouldn't go away, not completely. "What

Sitting in this house now, time zoomed in and out, toying the way it does, making something far away suddenly appear right over your shoulder. Guy

Why did they have to keep the heat on in Ed Gein's house? So the furniture wouldn't get goose bumps.

Wouldn't you stay in the house if you didn't want to come out?

around the house to get in, but he run out the front door just ahead of me. I sawed who he was, all right. I was too distracted about Mayella to run after'im. I run in the house and she was lyin' on the floor squallin'—" "Then what did you

The house got so lonesome 'long about two o'clock I had to turn on the radio.

Way back about nineteen-twenty there was a Klan, but it was a political organization more than anything. Besides, they couldn't find anybody to scare. They paraded by Mr. Sam Levy's house one night, but Sam just stood on his porch and told 'em things had come to a pretty pass, he'd sold 'em the very sheets on their backs. Sam made 'em so ashamed of themselves they went away.

The house kept its own time, like the old-fashioned grandfather clock in the living room. People who happened by raised the weights, and as long as the weights were wound, the clock continued ticking away. But with people gone and the weights unattended, whole chunks of time were left to collect in deposits of faded life on the floor.

Sometimes the side of the house would exert a strange and supernatural magnetic force upon my body, which would cause me to fly up against it, face first, and stick there.

I'm never reading poetry again unless it's by James Whitcomb Riley!" And I went storming out of the house to try and shake off the injury done to me with words.

I really enjoy the writing process because I can do it from my house. I can create these characters and take them in the different directions that I want to take them. You have a lot of freedom as a writer.

It was in a stonecutter's house where I went to have a headstone made for Raftery's grave that I found a manuscript book of his poems, written out in the clear beautiful Irish characters.

America is a country founded on guns. It's in our DNA. It's very strange but I feel better having a gun. I really do. I don't feel safe, I don't feel the house is completely safe, if I don't have one hidden somewhere. That's my thinking, right or wrong.

The designated driver program, it's not a desirable job. But if you ever get sucked into doing it, drop them off at the wrong house.

Building a house is like producing a movie. There's no right way to do it but a lot of wrong ways. You have to be flexible and creative. You have to move fast, be prepared - or it quickly becomes costly.

When I was a little kid, I wrote this play about all these characters living in a haunted house. There was a witch who lived there, and a mummy. When they were all hassling him, this guy who bought the house - I can't believe I remember this - he said to them, 'Who's paying the mortgage on this haunted house?' I thought that was really funny.