Is not the whole world a vast house of assignation of which the filing system has been lost?
I organize everything. The kids' lunch to the finances to the spending to the house, groceries, everything.
Many critics of the Palestinians, especially those in Congress, think the current calm is merely the eye of the storm. That's why the House of Representatives approved a foreign aid package last week that forbade the direct financial assistance to the Palestinian Authority .
I was raised on the Hudson, in a house that had been the stable of the financier and Civil War general Brayton Ives. In midcentury, we had fire pits in the floor for heating, and rats everywhere, because they nested in the hay insulation.
The White House is the finest prison in the world.
I had a stalker break into my house a couple times. They didn't leave any fingerprints or take anything - I was being followed.
The labor of keeping house is labor in its most naked state, for labor is toil that never finishes, toil that has to be begun again the moment it is completed, toil that is destroyed and consumed by the life process.
Never take a wife till thou hast a house (and a fire) to put her in.
I've had tons of odd jobs, but I think that I would probably be a fireman because you get to see the results of your job. You get there and there is a house on fire. You leave and there's not a fire anymore.
If the house is on fire, and the fireman shows up, you don't question his color or credentials. You don't send him back to the firehouse and say, 'Send somebody else.'
When Harvey Weinstein threatened to sue me, it was like the scene in 'Harry Potter' where an invitation to Hogwarts is coming in through every window and fireplace and every opening in the house.
I grew up in rural Oregon in a log house with bark left on inside and out. We had no electricity, a massive stone fireplace, a grand piano, and tons of books.
Any time someone carries a picket sign in front of the White House, that is the First Amendment in action.
In first grade, I told my friends I had a third story in my house filled with jewels and lions.
Virgil Flowers fishes in the St. Croix where I fish for muskies near my house.
I was elected by the good people of Fort George for another five-year term, and I certainly intend to continue serving them in this, my seventh term as a member of the House of Representatives.
When I'm really fixated on a bit of writing, I can easily spend six days without leaving the house and barely leaving my room.
We did some cool wire work in 'The Pact' - they had me strapped to a harness underneath my shirt so they could fling me around the house and slam me into doors. I definitely got some bruises even with all the padding!
When I have actors flirting with me in acting, in my head, I am thinking, 'If I flirt back, I could definitely land a film with this guy. If I consider going to his house for drinks, considering he has invited me, I could definitely get a film with him.' But I just don't want to do that.
Is there a way to design a room in my house where I float around? I would quite enjoy that. It's nuts.
