I want a one-bedroom house with cup holders. I want to live in my car, and make the road my home.
This Book Has No TitleHe yearned to step out of his life the way one steps out of a house into the street.
The Unbearable Lightness of BeingStory is honorable and trustworthy; plot is shifty, and best kept under house arrest.
On Writing: A Memoir of the CraftGet away from my house and all its rooms that echo, all the rooms I don't enter anymore.
When You Were HereDon't forget to wind the restricted clock and put the confidential cat out.
Welcome to the Monkey HouseNever did the world make a queen of a girl who hides in houses and dreams without traveling.
The WanderessSolitude is the house of peace.
From Within I Rise: Spiritual Triumph Over Death and Conscious Encounters with "The Divine Presence"Prometheus, thief of light, giver of light, bound by the gods, must have been a book.
House of Leaves