A house that does not have one warm, comfy chair in it is soulless.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I hate to sound esoteric, but there is something about a house that leads you to that one chair, that one corner, where you just sit and feel comfortable.
The room has to be comfortable; the house has to look habitable.
A well-designed home has to be very comfortable. I can't stand the aesthetes, the minimal thing. I can't live that way. My home has to be filled with stuff - mostly paintings, sculpture, my fish lamps, cardboard furniture, lots of books.
Haven't you felt a peculiar sort of worry about the chair in your living room that no one sits in?
Be what you would seem to be - or, if you'd like it put more simply - a house is no home unless it contains food and fire for the mind as well as the body.
My house is my refuge, an emotional piece of architecture, not a cold piece of convenience.
A house is not a home unless it contains food and fire for the mind as well as the body.
A house is no home unless it contain food and fire for the mind as well as for the body.
A home without books is a body without soul.
There is nothing like staying at home for real comfort.