Quotes About Clutter

You couldn't get to a certain age without attracting a lot of clutter. But why did it always have to get in the way? Why couldn't you just shrug it off and get on with life? Why was misery so easy to embrace and joy so bloody elusive?

If your house is an overstuffed mess, I've learned that more often than not, it's a warning sign that you have some type of trouble—large or small—in your mental and emotional well-being. In turn, a chaotic home that leaves little room for you and the other people inside can threaten your mental and physical health.

The health problems caused by clutter aren't just physical. In 1996, psychologists defined compulsive hoarding syndrome as a psychological disorder. In homes with severe cluttering, the residents nearly always suffer from anxiety or depression or both.

When you can't let your stuff go, your stuff won't let you move forward.

Our homes become like photo albums of the past. But these "photos" aren't images that take up little space in a photo album or zero physical space on a computer. They're items of furniture and wood carvings and cars and blankets and clothes. These memory objects can take up lots of room in your home. This is space you can't fill with useful, functional items or new memory-associated items.

These cluttered surfaces become a highly visible contributor to household messiness. That creates two problems: ?When these areas are cluttered, your home is cluttered. ?When items pile up on these spaces, you can't use them for their intended purpose. So a fundamental rule in home organization is that you have to keep flat surfaces clear and uncluttered. This will immediately create a more open and welcoming space.

By dealing with malignant clutter, you remove hurdles that are keeping you from your best life.

Boxes of records made me think that LPs should be outlawed or at least limited to five per person, and I soon came to despise the type who packs even her empty shampoo bottles, figuring she'll sort things out and throw them away once she's settled into her new place.

Even sober, she'd rail against that: all the junk my father dragged home and left in the yard or the basement—old newspapers and magazines, toaster ovens picked out of the trash, hoses, sheets of plywood—all of it "perfectly good," all of it just what he needed.

When people will not weed their own minds, they are apt to be overrun by nettles.

Overuse at best is needless clutter; at worst, it creates the impression that the characters are overacting, emoting like silent film stars. Still, an adverb can be exactly what a sentence needs. They can add important intonation to dialogue, or subtly convey information.

The first two rooms were in the same state as the corridor. Dirty, and piled with junk. Dead typewriters, telephones, three-legged chairs. I was reflecting on the fact that there is nothing in any of the world's great museums that looks quite as ancient as a ten-year-old photocopier, when I heard a noise.

Our minds are so cluttered with endless to-do lists that there's no room for us to experience the joy in being alive today.

I've always found that if you live in a cramped place, you have cramped thoughts.

The problem with collecting other people's junk is you just don't know what to do with it when you don't want it anymore. You feel bad about throwing it to the curb. It's too much trouble to sell. So you keep it around, knowing if you can't redeem it, exactly, you've at least rescued it. Somewhat.

You need the discipline to say "no" to the extra clutter in your life so that you can say "yes" to the most important things with a good attitude. Not

and several bulging bookshelves which I really will organize one day.

It didn't smell so great, and pizza boxes and empty Coke cans had overflowed the trash can and spilled over a significant portion of the kitchen floor. You could barely walk without stepping on clothing that needed to be washed. My furniture was covered with scribbled-on papers and discarded pens and pencils.

people largely envied people who lived a simple life, not that they couldn't do so themselves. It is actually easy when people aren't fond of clutter. You strip the life down to the bare boards underneath, the barest elements of shelter and food

Disorder was its own point.

Unlike Sophie, I don't keep every worn-out rag about the house. I can't vouch for the holes. Those old woolen liveries make a feast for moths. It only encourages pests to hang around if you feed them.' 'Do you suppose that is why he has given us no more than a cup of cocoa after our night's labor?' Claudia asked Loo in a loudish voice. 'Would you care for a biscuit, Miss Milmont?' Thoreau asked.

No point carrying useless ballast. It won't change a thing.

You can tell if a person is organized by checking his desktop.

Relationships are like garage sales: At a distance it looks like it could be interesting...up close it's just a ton sh.. you don't need!