My favorite room in my house is my bedroom; my private space where I can go to do my reading or listen to music.
When you put a camera in your kid’s bedroom, you’re literally inviting the entire connected world, the entire Internet into your child’s safe space, if you will.
It’s like, I don’t think you understand, Michael Jackson’s bedroom is two stories and it has, like, three bathrooms and this and that. So, when I slept in his bedroom, yes, but you understand the whole scenario.
Employers should not be able to impose their religious beliefs on female employees, ignoring their individual health decisions and denying their right to reproductive care. Bosses belong in the boardroom, not in the bedroom.
I wrote ‘Jungle’ in my bedroom when I was having a manic time with a particular girl. Everyone thinks it’s this really upbeat song, but it’s not; it was just a really manic time, so I wrote a song about it.
Don’t think about work in your bedroom or relaxation area.
I remember seeing Letterman do stand-up on ‘The Tonight Show.’ Or, it’s probably more accurate to say, I remember hearing him do stand-up, because the Carson show existed mainly as sound leaking under my bedroom door at night. I’d hear Johnny telling jokes and my dad laughing at them.
By about age 12, I would prefer to stay up and watch the stars than go to sleep. I started learning. I started going to the library and reading. But it was initially just watching the stars from my bedroom that I really did. There was just nothing as interesting in my life as watching the stars every night.
I don’t care about style, but I am a total clean freak, so a messy home is a deal breaker. I had one girlfriend who never wanted to go back to her place. When we finally did, it turned out that she was sleeping on her couch because her bedroom was so messy. That is a prime example of someone I don’t want to be around.
In my house, we couldn’t listen to ‘Love to Love You Baby.’ It was way too salacious back in the day. I remember my mom would turn the station off when that song came on the radio. But, of course, I played my album to death in my bedroom, with the door closed.
I’m not just going to go back to my bedroom, get a job and ‘get real with myself’ – come on. I’m already too old, and I’m lucky to have a job at all.
I’m not married, I frequently use my debit card to buy things that cost less than three dollars, and my bedroom is so untidy it looks like vandals ransacked the Anthropologie sale section. I’m kind of a mess.
We had a one bedroom, one bathroom, one closet apartment with four girls.
In the suburban Midwestern Reform Jewish world I was raised in, in the nineteen-seventies and eighties, grown men built plastic scale models of Israeli tanks and F-15 jets and displayed them throughout the house, dangling the warplanes from bedroom ceilings with fishing line.
At first, my bedroom had flowers and yellow walls and huge furniture in plastic that was orange and green – and furry green bed cover and everything. Then, I think the day I turned 13, I painted the walls black and put Kurt Cobain on the wall and just changed everything into a dark theme.
Among the upper classes, especially three or four generations ago, men and women had separate bedrooms. That’s just the way it was.
I’d come to the country to do my Thoreau bit, so I needed an office that looked out onto the woods for inspiration. I converted one of the bedrooms into my workspace and through its windows watched the wildlife appear each morning with the sunrise. Many were the days I would sit in wonder, coffee in hand, for hours.
I tend to write some, then outline some, then delete some, then go back and rewrite some. I love revising and hate first drafts. I have to wear bedroom slippers. My current favorites come from the Zetter Hotel in London. They have little tobacco pipes on the toes.
I love it when the sunrays enter my bedroom in the morning.
Uggs are comfort shoes, and it’s important to have a shoe that gives you a sense of comfort. I have about 15 pair of Uggs – the same shoe, the same color. And I also have the bedroom slippers.
My bedroom is my sanctuary. It’s like a refuge, and it’s where I do a fair amount of designing – at least conceptually, if not literally.
My father worked in Chrysler’s drafting department and used to bring home tracing paper, No. 2 pencils, and masking tape from the office. With these, I used to trace off drawings from the ‘Superman’ and ‘Batman’ comics and put them up on my bedroom walls.
I don’t let the computer into my bedroom. It would get in the way of life, sleep. And I really can’t let that happen.
All my fans tell me what a glamorous life I have, but I tell them how hard I work and how many nights I spend alone with my dogs, eating chicken pot pie in my bedroom.
Your slippers last a lot longer in your bedroom. On a film set, they do get very scuffed up.
I once rented the Georgian town house that Jane Austen lived in down by the Holburne Museum – so I lived in Jane Austen’s house, and slept in Jane Austen’s bedroom. You can walk along these Georgian streets and it’s like you’re in a Jane Austen period drama.
I have a love for colorful things. I’m a fashion maximalist. I come from the school of people who look at the decoration in Marie Antoinette’s bedroom, and think ‘Why so reserved?’
Growing up, I lived in a house without art: no picture books on the shelves, no visits to museums, no posters on the bedroom wall.
I always remember my childhood house with happy memories. There was a beautiful garden, and outside my bedroom window was a jasmine vine which would open in the evenings, giving off a divine scent.
My bedroom is my favorite chill out zone, where after a hectic day, I sign off to land in my dreams.
I would continue to try to make songs how I did at the start. Wherever that be, like in your bedroom or coming up with ideas on the bus, as you grow that’s gonna change. Sometimes it can get forced.
It feels really sad, to me, to go to a dark bedroom. It’s like surrendering to the night or something.
Do you all have a living room floor or a bedroom floor? Then you can write a book.
Every single person around the world has this storage facility in their bedroom, and we call it a closet, and 80 percent of the stuff in that storage facility is worn three times or less in its lifetime.
I have friends who hide in their bedroom for three days every time they have another birthday. That’s what brings the wrinkles! I didn’t care when I turned 30 or 40 or 50.
I always had a hard time communicating my emotions. I’d retreat into my bedroom and listen to music. And when you’re a teenager, you’re dealing with all these hormones. It’s like, ‘What are these?’
When I moved in, I said, ‘I don’t care how this makes me look or sound: I am converting one of these bedrooms into a shoe closet.’ It’s become more of a dressing room, but one wall is shoes in their perfect cubbies.
You think intercourse is a private act; it’s not, it’s a social act. Men are sexually predatory in life; and women are sexually manipulative. When two individuals come together and leave their gender outside the bedroom door, then they make love.
My bedroom was plastered with pictures of Van Damme. My mother was worried about me. Most teenage boys have half-naked women on their walls, and I had Jean-Claude.
There are quite a few honest songwriters out there writing about relationships and their own personality traits. But for some reason, once they step out of the bedroom, their honesty doesn’t seem to come with them.
I was working on this bedroom, and from where I was, in the beating hot sun, I could see Madonna’s castle on the next ridge over. It was hilarious – there I was, this Maritime carpenter, staring at Madonna’s castle. So it’s been a windy road.
