#rooms

Men resemble great deserted palaces: the owner occupies only a few rooms and has closed-off wings where he never ventures. ↗

— Francois Mauriac

#few #great #men #never #occupies

I'm from Brooklyn. I grew up very poor- seven people, four rooms. My dad had no education. ↗

— Peter Criss

#dad #education #four #grew #had

These rooms are decorated in two days. It's all kept secret. The neighbors spend the night in each other's home. They don't see their finished room until the end of the second day. They have no say what happens in their own home. ↗

— Paige Davis

#days #decorated #each #end #finished

I write pretty much anywhere - on planes, in hotel rooms, anywhere in my house. ↗

— Jeffery Deaver

#hotel #hotel rooms #house #i #i write

I used to like to break into other people's houses and sit in their rooms. I found it very comforting to be in someone's empty house. ↗

— Jared Leto

#comforting #empty #found #house #houses

In the early 1970s. 1971, '72. The rooms were closing down, record labels weren't signing acoustic acts any more. Although they had been pretty much been getting out of that for some time before that. ↗

— Dave Van Ronk

#acts #although #any #been #before

You could not receive a young man in your room; you might be permitted to have him to tea in one of the public reception rooms, but you could accept no invitation from young men to tea or other entertainment without a chaperone from the College. ↗

— Dora Russell

#college #could #entertainment #him #invitation

One can spend too much of one's life locked in stuffy rooms seeking out obscure truths, searching, researching, until one is too old to enjoy life. ↗

— Jimmy Sangster

#enjoy life #life #locked #much #obscure

I wonder if rooms in an insane asylum have Do Not Disturb signs for the doors. I should hope not, because knock or no knock, every occupant in those rooms is already disturbed.
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— Jarod Kintz

#disturbed #door #doors #hope #hospitality

These people live again in print as intensely as when their images were captured on old dry plates of sixty years ago... I am walking in their alleys, standing in their rooms and sheds and workshops, looking in and out of their windows. Any they in turn seem to be aware of me. ↗

— Ansel Adams

#ago #am #any #aware #captured