"houses"タグの名言

It was a mistake to think of houses, old houses, as being empty. They were filled with memories, with the faded echoes of voices. Drops of tears, drops of blood, the ring of laughter, the edge of tempers that had ebbed and flowed between the walls, into the walls, over the years. Wasn't it, after all, a kind of life? And there were houses, he knew it, that breathed. They carried in their wood and stone, their brick and mortar a kind of ego that was nearly, very nearly, human.

They want us to be afraid. They want us to be afraid of leaving our homes. They want us to barricade our doors and hide our children. Their aim is to make us fear life itself! They want us to hate. They want us to hate 'the other'. They want us to practice aggression and perfect antagonism. Their aim is to divide us all! They want us to be inhuman. They want us to throw out our kindness. They want us to bury our love and burn our hope. Their aim is to take all our light! They think their bricked walls will separate us. They think their damned bombs will defeat us. They are so ignorant they don’t understand that my soul and your soul are old friends. They are so ignorant they don’t understand that when they cut you I bleed. They are so ignorant they don’t understand that we will never be afraid, we will never hate and we will never be silent for life is ours!

You are more likely to find three TVs inside a randomly selected house than you are to find a single book that is or was not read to pass an exam, to please God, or to be a better cook.

Guantanamo Bay houses enemy combatants ranging from terrorist trainers and recruiters to bomb makers, would-be suicide bombers, and terrorist financiers.

The largest and most influential houses chiefly demonstrate the aloofness of the French approach.

Their houses are all built in the shape of tents, with very high chimneys.

The corridor is hardly ever found in small houses, apart from the verandah, which also serves as a corridor.

Houses are one of my passions. I probably should have been an interior decorator.

In Japanese houses the interior melts into the gardens of the outside world.

The more enlightened our houses are, the more their walls ooze ghosts.

I'm definitely not for any haunted houses. They're all scary to me.

I don't trawl record shops anymore. I usually hear music in bars or at friends' houses.

I have walked into the palaces of kings and queens and into the houses of presidents. And much more.

Our houses are such unwieldy property that we are often imprisoned rather than housed by them.

Laws, like houses, lean on one another.

Floral emblems have been often adopted. The houses of York and Lancaster had their roses, the Bourbons of France, the fleur-de-lis, Scotland her thistle, and Ireland her shamrock.

I have, oddly, two ski houses - trying to sell one.

There are a lot of big spec houses now all across Connecticut, a lot of ostentatious showing of wealth.

Suburban houses and tin sheds are often the objects of ridicule.