Apartment Quotes

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I had my electricity turned off three times because I never had time to pay my bills. It was a joke. I'm making a ton of money, and I'm walking around my apartment with flashlights.

I installed a skylight in my apartment... the people who live above me are furious!

I don't even listen to rap. My apartment is too nice to listen to rap in.

As of late, I am more of a homebody. I like having people over. You can smoke in the apartment. I'm just not into going out so much. The crowd is getting younger and younger.

Words were all he knew; they possessed and overwhelmed him, as if they were a thousand white cats with whom he shared a one-room apartment.

Of course, I am grateful for my strength. It makes me self-sufficient. When I bought a refrigerator, I carried it myself up the stairs to my apartment on the eighth floor.

The room was not impressively large, even by Manhattan apartment-house standards, but its accumulated furnishings might have lent a snug appearance to a banquet hall in Valhalla.

[When asked at age 79 why her Paris apartment was located up many flights of stairs at the top of the building:] It's the only way I can still make the hearts of men beat faster.

I go to dance clubs...about once a year just to justify the other 364 days I spend in my apartment going 'God, what idiots!'

I ran my own business when I was 19, buying condos and renovating apartment buildings.

My apartment reflects my views as an architect. It is minimal, austere. The architecture doesn't impose itself upon you. The apartment is a stage for other things to take place.

If the world were a big apartment, we wouldn't get our deposit back.

I started designing my handbags in my apartment and I had six samples made in satin-finished nylon. I displayed them at trade shows but they went unnoticed at first.

I lived with my mom in a really small apartment. My bedroom was like in the living room. That's why I still love to sleep on couches now.

I don't have a girlfriend but sometimes I like to pretend I do. I just stand in my apartment screaming No, that's not what I said!

Someone knocks at the door of an apartment to borrow salt or sugar, people run into each other in the elevator, and in this way become inscribed in the spectator's memory.

The mania started with insomnia and not eating and being driven, driven to find an apartment, driven to see everybody, driven to do New York, driven to never shut up.

don't make each room a different color in a small apartment or you'll make yourself nervous.

[On being shown an apartment by a real estate agent:] Oh, dear, that's much too big. All I need is room enough to lay a hat and a few friends.

Should not every apartment in which man dwells be lofty enough to create some obscurity overhead, where flickering shadows may play at evening about the rafters?

New York City is a great apartment hotel in which everyone lives and no one is at home.

Everyone says buying your first apartment makes you feel like an adult. What no one mentions is that selling it turns you right back into a child.

I still love doing that. There's nothing like being able to go back and play volleyball again with a team cause, I can have my volleyball in my New York apartment but we can't do so much there.

The only person who listens to both sides of an argument is the fellow in the next apartment.

What is found now is found then. If you find nothing now, you will simply end up with an apartment in the City of Death.

When I got divorced and moved into an apartment, I started keeping the TV on, just for company.

I generally hate the luxury modern apartment with too many things out of sight and so clean you cannot touch.

Like Scout and her father in To Kill a Mockingbird, my father would pull me onto his lap each night in our four-room apartment and read aloud.

We begin life with loss. We are cast from the womb without an apartment, a charge plate, a job or a car. We are sucking, sobbing, clinging, helpless babies.

I like cottage cheese. That's why I want to try other dwelling cheeses, too. How about studio apartment cheese? Tent cheese? Mobile home cheese? Do not eat mobile home cheese in a tornado.

I'm blacker than Barack Obama. I shined shoes. I grew up in a five-room apartment. My father had a little laundromat in a black community not far from where we lived. I saw it all growing up.

The fresh smell of coffee soon wafted through the apartment, the smell that separates night from day.

They look outside the windows of their apartment in town and realize they're not living in a terrace anymore. This is a room full of dreamers who like to go to London for a day.

I'm a terrible cook. I am not allowed to go in the kitchen anymore after I almost burned down the apartment in New York.

I hate living in a really small apartment, living in a shoebox, not being able to play the drums, not having space. It sucks.

I wanted stores that would feel like a comfortable room in my apartment, cozy and colorful and different.

There's nothing I like better than going to my apartment, closing the door, cooking my little dinner for one and just tuning out. My apartment really is my haven. It's a nest where I go to heal.

In fact, I had previously helped train one of the FBI agents who searched my apartment.

I started out by believing God for a newer car than the one I was driving. I started out believing God for a nicer apartment than I had. Then I moved up.

Why do people have to love people anyway?

When I'm supposed to be writing I clean my apartment, take my clothes to the laundry, get organized, make lists, do the dishes. I would never do a dish unless I had to write.

In June 2010, I moved out of my apartment and I have been mostly homeless ever since, off and on. I just live in Airbnb apartments and I check in every week in different homes in San Francisco.

I am good at down grading - I have found I can live the same lifestyle in a two-bedroom apartment as in a five-bedroom house.

I wish I gardened. I don't have a space for a garden. I'm in an apartment in New York but I do lots of stuff. I read and write and hang out with people. I go see movies.

Many people come here and they think my apartment is a poor relative to my name. But you cannot be radical and have money, it’s impossible.

She never sets foot out of her apartment or her past.

I found myself serving a sentence of public denial from the very second the raid on my apartment happened.

A woman's quest in life should be to find the perfect apartment. And I have found the perfect apartment. The perfect apartment is the first floor of the Metropolitan Museum. With a sofa.

I seemed to belong to three countries: I had an apartment in Paris, a house in Hollywood, and when I married British theater director Peter Hall, I moved to London.

I pictured my mom, alone in our little apartment on the Upper East Side. I tried to remember the smell of her blue waffles in the kitchen. It seemed so far away.