#house

It was somehow degrading, craving someone so... voraciously - another good calendar word - just because he was physically beautiful. I hadn't thought that was something women did, either. ↗

— Charlaine Harris

#beauty

I've said many a time that I think the Un-American Activities Committee in the House of Representatives was the most un-American thing in America! ↗

— Harry S. Truman

#america #committee #house #i #i think

...(for the setting of her beauty was always that - hasty, but apt)... ↗

— Virginia Woolf

#beauty

I have marked in traveling how lonely houses change their expression as you come near, pass, and leave them. Some frown, others smile. The Bible buildings had life of their own and human diseases; the priests cursed or blessed them as men. ↗

— Emma Frances Dawson

#haunted-house #change

The secret of surviving housework is simply to do it. Pull the plug on the part of your brain that always wants to negotiate everything. You need to change a diaper, rinse a bottle, clean a spill, fluff a pillow? Consider it done. It's a no-brainer. End of conversation. End of story. Not postponing chores-and not spending any mental energy equivocating, temporizing, or stalling-is actually a lot more restful than worrying about what needs to be done. ↗

— Veronique Vienne

#veronique-vienne #change

He asked, looking at her dark-rimmed eyes, "You do not sleep?" She shivered. "No. I do not want to sleep any more. I sleep too much already. It is so cold, where Quincy sends me in my sleep. Deep into the house, farther in, not into the house we see. It is as if that house were a face, and when you see a face you can't see the brain or the thoughts of the person behind it. And it is so strange - the house inside the house." ******** "How is it strange - this that you call the house inside the house?" She said vaguely, her eyes growing glassy, "Strange. Shapes change, and sizes. The rooms are different: bigger and blacker and longer and the shadows are full of things. Creatures - or sometimes the rooms get smaller, fewer, and the furnishings change and change, like the scenes in a kaleidoscope, and I see the people in the portraits walking about in them. ↗

— Evangeline Walton

#nightmare #vision #change

I can't make Pa change and be neat, so I'll have to change and be dirty. Been peace in this house ever since. ↗

— Ma Kettle

#humor #change

My mom and dad died, but in their place I got a house of fog that’s easy to hide my feelings in. (No smoking, please.)
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— Jarod Kintz

#death #emotions #family #feelings #fog

Fangtasia, where all your bloody dreams come true,' said a bored female voice. 'Pam. Listen.' 'The phone is pressed to my ear. Speak.' 'Appius Livius Ocella just dropped in.' 'Fuck a zombie! ↗

— Charlaine Harris

#pam #sookie-stackhouse #dreams

No live organism can continue for long to exist sanely under conditions of absolute reality; even larks and katydids are supposed, by some, to dream. Hill House, not sane, stood by itself against its hills, holding darkness within; it had stood so for eighty years and might stand for eighty more. Within, walls continued upright, bricks met neatly, floors were firm, and doors were sensibly shut; silence lay steadily against the wood and stone of Hill House, and whatever walked there, walked alone. ↗

— Shirley Jackson

#house #dreams