I doubt if there are many normal women who can resist looking at houses. I believe, in fact, that when a house is up for sale more than half the people who look over it are not prospective buyers, but merely ladies who cannot resist exploring someone...
Space is a precious thing to waste. You don't want to fill your house with anything that doesn't directly add to your happiness.
If you look at people who seek a lot of care in American cities for multiple illnesses, it's usually people with a number of overwhelming illnesses and a lot of social problems, like housing instability, unemployment, lack of insurance, lack of housi...
I was very lucky to be offered a lovely piece of property to build a career on. I started building a house on it, but it wasn't necessarily a house I would want to live in. So I ripped down that house, and I worked with these great lumberjacks to bui...
When the mind is exhausted of images, it invents its own.
Twelve minutes. I can give you that.
So now I get the scepter?" Jason asked. Cupid laughed.
Is this guy Love or Death?" Jason growled. Cupid said.
Company is a burden to those at home in the solitude of their souls.
The p'int of good writing is to know when to stop.
What men call the shadow of the body is not the shadow of the body, but is the body of the soul.
You can't find someone who doesn't want to be found.
We are expected to be pretty and well-dressed until we drop.
Number one house rule of pool: don't lose in your own house.
Toby: Your parent's house is a lot nicer. Bree Osbourne: My parent's house comes with my parents.
Science is built up of facts, as a house is with stones. But a collection of facts is no more a science than a heap of stones is a house.
Your mind, which is yourself, can be likened to a house. The first necessary move then, is to rid that house of all but furnishings essential to success.
Carolyn Burnham: I will sell this house today, I will sell this house today.
In our house, everyone's opinion is welcome. I grew up in a house where everything wasn't when it came to politics or religion.
I do house things. I paint. I do portraits. I also paint my house.
Gripped with bitter cold, ice-locked, Petersburg burned in delirium. One knew: out there, invisible behind the curtain of fog, the red and yellow columns, spires, and hoary gates and fences crept on tiptoe, creaking and shuffling. A fevered, impossib...
