We are a constitutional monarchy. I don’t order laws, I propose them. Article 35 of our constitution states that the king can only refuse a law of parliament once, then he has to sign it – if the same law is then supported by a two-thirds majority in both houses of parliament.
Neither can men, by the same principles, be considered as lands, goods, or houses, among possessions. It is necessary that all property should be inferiour to its possessor. But how does the slave differ from his master, but by chance?
When our characters in ‘Byker Grove,’ PJ and Duncan, shared a storyline, we became really close. We’d go out to the pictures, stay at each other’s houses, have parties when family members were away.
It’s got to be both houses and the people coming together in unanimous decision when you start messing with the Constitution.
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.
The bedroom tax turfed people, many of them disabled, out of their homes, while the government disseminated myths about people living it up in council houses the size of small mansions.
Here is my wish and my desire and my pledge as well: that we remember our true nature and our womanhood. That we own and know that we are more than our bodies and yet our bodies are these sacred, beautiful, rhythmic houses for us.
I was on acid and I looked at the trees and I realized that they all came to points, and the little branches came to points, and the houses came to point. I thought, ‘Oh! Everything has a point, and if it doesn’t, then there’s a point to it.’
Growing up, I was never the kind of girl to dream about wedding dresses and pretty houses.
I was a hard-workin’ little boy. Oh, I worked. Pullin’ cotton, shockin’ grain, cuttin’ wheat, loadin’ wheat, choppin’ cotton, cleanin’ chicken houses, milkin’ cows, plowin’.
The Rio de Contas, a wide, almost delta-like river, was startling, a sudden big sky and a feeling of openness, and very bright. It was noisy with birds. The rain forest houses most of the earth’s plant and animal population. I hadn’t anticipated it would be so loud.
I remember being taken to visit houses by my father, who then tested my powers of observation by expecting me to describe the things I had seen… Unusual furniture always seemed easier to remember than other things.
I’m a practical person. I’m not too bad a carpenter. I can renovate houses.
I’m an art collector, have been for years, and I paint. Needless to say, the artwork in my houses, apartment is extensive.
I have walked into the palaces of kings and queens and into the houses of presidents. And much more. But I could not walk into a hotel in America and get a cup of coffee, and that made me mad.
We believe the 36, nearly 40, billion pound discount given for a right to buy houses took a million houses out of the public housing sector which is desperately needed for rent.
I worked 10 hours a day with my father, having no money in our life from the age of eight to 15. We were driving a $500 car to now having millions and earning millions at 24, having houses all over the world.
I think heroes are the people that go into houses when they’re on fire and save people in hospitals.
Over the years, as I lived in low-income housing, collected government assistance, and lived well under the poverty level as I put myself through college, the comments people made about poor people started to sting. The poor are dirty. Hoarders. Their houses are a mess. Their kids are wild, untamed, and feral-looking.
The dead play a very prominent part in the experience of the wanderer abroad. The houses in which they were born, the tombs in which they lie, the localities they made famous by their good or evil deeds, and the works their genius left behind them are necessarily the chief shrines of his pilgrimage.
When I was at my height on TV, I was always busy – rehearsing, practising my impressions, learning new material. When that faded, I had to find another way to be creative. Houses were something to do instead. They saved me.
I can remember watching MTV Cribs – these amazing houses – and looking around my house where there was no carpet on the floors. You feel hopeless, and that can manifest itself in all kinds of emotions: sadness can turn to anger, and anger might turn to aggression.
You see these terrorists that are flying planes into buildings, right? You see our cities getting shot up in California. You see Paris getting shot up. And then somebody complains when a terrorist gets waterboarded, which quite frankly is no different than what happens on college campuses and frat houses every day.
Guantanamo Bay houses enemy combatants ranging from terrorist trainers and recruiters to bomb makers, would-be suicide bombers, and terrorist financiers.
Growing up in Connecticut, all the Colonial houses looked alike. In Los Angeles, the diversity is so extreme, it’s baffling.
Culture survives in smaller spaces – not in the history books that erect monuments to the nation’s grand history but in cafes and cinema houses, village squares, and half-forgotten libraries.
The street I lived on for the first handful of years of my life was lined with modest, lower-middle-class houses with small front yards and cracked driveways – your typical North Jersey neighborhood, with all the odd hidden darkness that that implies.
I try to work on houses not cars. If I was as good at working on cars as I was on houses maybe I would. But I’m not.
I don’t really go to fancy parties, so I’m not really familiar with that kind of celebrity lifestyle. I don’t dress up a lot. My girlfriend and I walk a lot and watch a lot of movies, and my friends and I go to the park or each others’ houses.
I built the ideal house down in the Caribbean. All Englishmen dream of leaving the rain of England and getting a place in the sun – out in the grounds with separate guest houses; that is the ideal scenario.
I try to create homes, not houses.
My guilty pleasure is I like to watch a lot of HGTV. I really like watching design shows about houses, like extreme homes. Like buying a bridge and turning it into a house or something like that. I really am interested in home design or something like that… architecture.
Music is unique because you can get behind enemy lines a little bit, get into people’s houses and into their heads, on their stereos, and win hearts and minds.
With the computer and stuff, the difference between a rich guy and a poor guy, to me, is nothing. Because I don’t like big houses, I don’t drive a car, so you know, I just live in a small apartment and I have my computer, which is really cool.
Different people’s houses smell like different weird things. God forbid someone should come and nail down what my house smells like. It’d probably be a litter box… sweaty socks… and burnt bacon. That probably is what it smells like.
I care about the box office, so that’s why I go from town to town: because I want people to see it. I would give it for free; I just want those houses full of people watching it.
I grew up poor and used to look at people in big houses and thought they had everything. Then, later on, I looked at models in magazines and thought they had it all. When you have the ability to live that life, to some extent you find out that they don’t have any magic cure for everything.
People concerned about inflation today tend to buy big houses and nice cars.
I change so many houses and places where I live; I change them like I change socks. I don’t have this absolute, kind of, how you say, attachment. My brother, if he just has to go to holiday to sleep in different bed, for him it is a disaster. I can sleep under this table or in a five-star hotel; I don’t care.
I rise today to discuss the National Intelligence Reform bill. I commend my colleagues in both Houses for their hard work in coming to an agreement. As with any conference, each voice is heard, but none can dominate and compromise must be achieved.
I was growing up in Hyesan, right by the closest North Korea-China border. China was just across the river: you could see across. So I was curious. On the river, on both sides, you have houses, then mountains. I wanted to know what was on the other side of the Chinese mountains.
I started my career buying and owning single-family houses, and I know that’s a really tough job. Toilets break. Trees fall. There are so many things that can go wrong. Land, on the other hand, is cheap to manage. It’s painless, really. All you have to do is pay your taxes, and that’s it.
We moved around a ton when I was a kid. I think we lived in 9 different houses before I was 15 – we moved from the city back to the suburbs; different suburbs, different houses, all over the place.
In the ’50s, I was traveling alone all over Mindanao, Basilan, all the way to Tawi-Tawi with just a camera and a notebook. I always stayed in the houses of Moros.
I used to be a good story writer. I could make up a story with like, eight people in it and tell you where they all lived, what color their houses are.
No architect troubled to design houses that suited people who were to live in them, because that would have meant building a whole range of different houses. It was far cheaper and, above all, timesaving to make them identical.
Franschhoek Valley was, in recent memory, a simple place with some notable vineyards and two or three streets of Victorian cottages and a few older, thatched houses. The valley was settled early in the 1680s by Huguenots fleeing repression.
