Room Quotes

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“Many people hear voices when no one is there. Some of them are called mad and are shut up in rooms where they stare at the walls all day. Others are called writers and they do pretty much the same thing.”
Margaret Chittenden

Jeaniene Frost
“Care to see your room?” -Bones
Let me guess—it’s that smashed‐up car right over there." -Cat”
Jeaniene Frost, Destined for an Early Grave

“For some, life may be a playground to undermine the brainwaves of others or simply a vainglorious game with an armory of theatrics, illustrating only bleak self-deception, haughty narcissism and dim deficiency in empathy. ("Another empty room")”
Erik Pevernagie

Francis Bacon
“The only really interesting thing is
what happens between two people in a room.”
Francis Bacon

“When love becomes a play of squirming mindgames or a tinderbox of mental conflicts, emotional benchmarks need an unremitting reset. ("Another empty room")”
Erik Pevernagie

James Baldwin
“But it was not the room’s disorder which was frightening; it was the fact that when one began searching for the key to this disorder, one realized that it was not to be found in any of the usual places. For this was not a matter of habit or circumstance or temperament; it was a matter of punishment and grief.”
James Baldwin, Giovanni's Room

“Grief was like a newborn, and the first three months were hard as hell, but by six months you'd recognized defeat, shifted your life around, and made room for it.”
Ann Brashares, Sisterhood Everlasting

Audrey Niffenegger
“When it's over you look up: the world looks the same but you are somehow different and that feeling lingers for days.”
Audrey Niffenegger
tags: room

“He found himself in a room not unlike the shop. All books again, packed tight on shelves or laying in piles on every surface. It was a cozy room, for all that ; it smelled of warm, rich words and very deep thoughts.”
Jenny Nimmo, Midnight for Charlie Bone

Vera Nazarian
“The Gingerbread House has four walls, a roof, a door, a window, and a chimney. It is decorated with many sweet culinary delights on the outside.

But on the inside there is nothing—only the bare gingerbread walls.

It is not a real house—not until you decide to add a Gingerbread Room.

That’s when the stories can move in.

They will stay in residence for as long as you abstain from taking the first gingerbread bite.”
Vera Nazarian, The Perpetual Calendar of Inspiration

“I'm a starfish,
taking up all the room I want.”
Lisa Fipps, Starfish

Marcel Proust
“The air of those rooms was saturated with the fine bouquet of a silence so nourishing, so succulent, that I never went into them without a sort of greedy anticipation, particularly on those first mornings, chilly still, of the Easter holidays, when I could taste it more fully because I had only just arrived in Combray[...]”
Marcel Proust, Swann's Way

Israelmore Ayivor
“If your thoughts are as tall as the height of your ceiling, you can’t fly above your room.”
Israelmore Ayivor, You Can Rise

“When a small night-lamp alone illuminated our love-making, it became a very small, circular room which silently passed through nights humming with stars.”
Fernand Dumont, La Région du cœur et autres textes
tags: room, sex, stars

Victoria Aveyard
“Sunset angles through the heavy curtains, drawn against the light. Dust motes dance in the red beams, ash above a dying fire. I feel like I am inside a heart, surrounded by bloody red.”
Victoria Aveyard, King's Cage

Trenton Lee Stewart
“There are empty rooms, and then there are rooms that feel crowded, corner to corner, with absence.”
Trenton Lee Stewart, The Mysterious Benedict Society and the Riddle of Ages

Dan Chaon
“In the basement of Sydney's new house is a little room that is about the size and shape of a coffin.”
Dan Chaon, Stay Awake

Steven Magee
“I have always been proud to produce a fart so foul that it would clear a room. However, when I developed gastrointestinal disease, the farts were so pungent that even I had to leave the room!”
Steven Magee

Brian Andreas
“The day he first told me he was starting to disappear I didn't believe him & so he stopped & held his hand up to the sun & it was like thin paper in the light & finally I said you seem very calm for a man who is disappearing & he said it was a relief after all those years of trying to keep the pieces of his life in one place. Later on, I went to see him again & as I was leaving, he put a package in my hand. This is the last piece of my life, he said, take good care of it & then he smiled & was gone & the room filled with the sound of the wind & when I opened the package there was nothing there & I thought there must be some mistake or maybe I dropped it & I got down on my hands & knees & looked until the light began to fade & then slowly I felt the pieces of my life fall away gently & suddenly I understood what he meant & I lay there for a long time crying & laughing at the same time.
Brian Andreas, Still Mostly True

Kate Morton
“His favorite aspect was an engraving above the door in a room with mulberry fruit-and-leaf wallpaper; the room was on the ground floor with large windows set into the back wall that made it seem almost part of the garden it overlooked. The engraving read, TRUTH, BEAUTY, LIGHT, and Edward could not stop staring at it in wonder and saying, "You see, this house was meant for me.”
Kate Morton, The Clockmaker's Daughter

Barbara O'Neal
“There are some paintings in this room. Come see."
The hallway was a mirror image of the one upstairs, following the length of the E, but this floor was more luxurious, with more golden wood on the walls.
"Here," he said and pushed open a creaky door to reveal a room as lush and surprising in all the rot as a blooming bougainvillea in a desert. Time and ruin showed here, too, but even so, the colors were visible- patterns and embroidery and exuberant fabrics. Paintings of a dozen sizes crowded together on the walls, the frames thick with dust and strings of cobwebs, paintings of peacocks and tropical landscapes and portraits of exotic people- a sultan in a harem, a tall dark-skinned woman with dark eyes as mysterious as a deep lake, a tiger lolling on a carpet amid a crowd of beautiful women.”
Barbara O'Neal, The Art of Inheriting Secrets

“Every marriage needs two rooms and one bed.”
Mantaranjot Mangat, Plotless

Steven Magee
“There were no control room humidifiers when I worked atop the very high altitude summit of Mauna Kea and they showed up as I was leaving.”
Steven Magee

Roland Topor
“He had lived so many years in this room that he still could not quite grasp the idea that now it was finished. He would never again see this place which had been the very center of his life. Others would come into it, destroy the order of things that existed now, transform these four walls into something he would not even recognize, and kill off forever any lingering assumption that a certain Monsieur Trelkovsky had lived here before. Unceremoniously, from one day to the next, he would have vanished.”
Roland Topor, The Tenant

Jessica  Townsend
“And is your room alright?"

"Y-yes, of course!" She stammered. "At least it was when I left it. I swear."

Jupiter looked at her for a moment, his brows knotted in confusion. Then he closed his eyes and laughed as though she'd said something achingly funny.

"No—no, I meant...I meant do you like it? Is it alright...for you?"

"Oh." Morrigan felt her cheeks turn warm. "Yes, it's lovely. Thank you."

Jupiter had the good grace to wipe away the last of his grin. "It's uh,.. it's a bit boring, I know, but it's only just met you. You'll get acquainted. Things will change "

"Oh." Said Morrigan again. She had no idea what he meant. "okay.”
Jessica Townsend, The Trials of Morrigan Crow

Michael Bassey Johnson
“You might be a good poet if you were on the moon while writing in your room.”
Michael Bassey Johnson, Song of a Nature Lover

“I'm a starfish,
taking p all the room I want.”
Lisa Fipps, Starfish

Sarvesh Jain
“In a room full of people, the one who stays most silent is the one you should be most afraid.”
Sarvesh Jain
tags: room

“Sunset Room

The evening slowly ambered and the sun got cold yet fervent. There was emptiness sithout any sign of human activity. Room was filled with sun rays relaxing on the sofas, mashing and peeking through the glass window. Everything was depicting the
the absence of life yet illuminating by the warmth.”
Iqra Iqbal

Robert Cormier
“The room seemed to have lost a certain essence that he could not pin down. Then knew suddenly what it was. The room was—lonely. For the first time in his life, he knew what loneliness was like. Until that moment the word had been meaningless to him.”
Robert Cormier, Tenderness

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