Quotes About Clutter

Every minute you spend looking through clutter, wondering where you put this or that, being unable to focus because you're not organized costs you: time you could have spent with family or friends, time you could have been productive around the house, time you could have been making money.

I can't throw books away. My wife is always telling me to get rid of some.

I can't stand clutter. I can't stand piles of stuff. And whenever I see it, I basically just throw the stuff away.

Throwing things out is one of the most difficult and important things you ever have to do.

Oh God, are you supposed to collect things? I don't collect things. I like throwing things away.

My wife, she likes to have things uncluttered, and if something is missing, then one has to be very careful not to ask her if it was thrown out - you have to ask her simply where it might be.

I have a neat and tidy bed when I reach home but a cluttered one by the time I leave.

If I buy something new - a piece of clothing, a tie, a shirt, a suit - something old has to go. That's the way I avoid clutter, crammed closets and drawers. It keeps things in balance, and it really works.

The room in fact was as depressing from its slatternliness as from its atmosphere of erudition. 

Objects have energy. You feel the energy of the objects around you at a subtle level, so surround yourself only with those items you love and feel connected to. Broken or useless possessions clutter your energy; it is wise to keep the things around you in good repair so there is order and harmony about you.

One of my timesaving habits is to save all of my magazines and junk mail for airplane trips. I walk on the plane with a very heavy bundle, but by the time the trip is over, it can all be thrown away.

The world is crammed with messages. We'll never have time to read them all.

Like avocado refrigerators and outdated clothing, love becomes clutter—emotional clutter that takes up space better used for something else.

I consider that a man's brain originally is like a little empty attic, and you have to stock it with such furniture as you choose. A fool takes in all the lumber of every sort that he comes across, so that the knowledge which might be useful to him gets crowded out, or at best is jumbled up with a lot of other things, so that he has a difficulty in laying his hands upon it.

I consider that a man's brain is originally like a little empty attic, and you have to stock it with such furniture as you choose. A fool takes in all the lumber of every sort that he comes across, so that the knowledge that might be useful to him gets crowded out.

A fool takes in all the lumber of every sort that he comes across, so that the knowledge which might be useful to him gets crowded out, or at best is jumbled up with a lot of other things so that he has a difficulty in laying his hands upon it.

consider that a man's brain originally is like a little empty attic, and you have to stock it with such furniture as you choose. A fool takes in all the lumber of every sort that he comes across, so that the knowledge which might be useful to him gets crowded out, or at best is jumbled up with a lot of other things, so that he has a difficulty in laying his hands upon it.

Our house is old, and noisy, and full. when we moved into it we had two children and about five thousand books; I expect that when we finally overflow and move out again we will have perhaps twenty children and easily half a million books; we also own assorted beds and tables and chairs and rocking horses and lamps and doll dresses and ship models and paint brushes and literally thousands of socks.

You can't have everything [...] because where on earth would you put it?

Hundreds?" I stare at her. "Why did you keep hundreds of email printouts?" "Don't you start!" says Demeter defensively. "I suppose I thought I might need them one day.

Having a messy coat closet should not be a big deal in a full life, and yet there's something about getting control of that coat closet that's surprisingly satisfying.

In the never-ending battle between order and chaos, clutter sides with chaos every time. Anything that you possess that does not add to your life or your happiness eventually becomes a burden.

Being messy and unable to do anything about it appalled her.

But it is impossible, I find, to tidy books without ending by sitting on the floor in the middle of a great untidiness and reading.