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Having leveled my palace, don't erect a hovel and complacently admire your own charity in giving me that for a home.
Edinburgh House. He had heard that in its industrial heyday, Corby had had
git at times. The manor was surrounded by tall
There are a lot of historical lofts in Houston, and it's amazing for me that a lot of them were built in the 1920s. I love the exposed bricks and the very industrial stuff.
Northumberland, thou ladder wherewithal the mounting Bolingbroke ascends my throne.
I'm sharing a loft with a dragon who snores like two chainsaws having angry sex.
Scene upstairs with
There was something wrong about the house in Eastfield Terrace. Something unpleasant.
Bruno. 'In Berlin we had a big house with five floors if you counted the
HOME, which is the last floor for everyone.
More bungalow-type setups. Rent by the week. Artsy places," Zane
explained. "It's different."
"Do I look like an artsy type to you?" Ty asked, bristling on principle.
It didn't even faze Zane. "You look like sex on legs to me. You'll
blend in, no problem.
My family and I live in a wing of a Georgian mansion in East Sussex, which was built in the 1780s and fell into disrepair. It was rescued in the Seventies and carved into six terrace houses.
Hymies." And "Hymietown.
On the balcony of our small flat in a city of small flats.
London, London, London town,
You can toughen up or get thrown around.
The mountains and moors, the wild uplands, are to be staked out like vampires in the sun, their chests pierced with rows of five-hundred-foot wind turbines and associated access roads, masts, pylons, and wires.
There are apartments in the soul which have a glorious outlook; from whose windows you can see across the river of death, and into the shining city beyond; but how often are these neglected for the lower ones, which have earthward-looking windows.
Skyline reveals a city's purpose and character. Oxford had its dreaming spires; Manhattan its glittering towers; Edinburgh its eccentric spikes.
Headquarters in the Saddle.
Looked at from above, west London isn't so much a city as a forest with buildings.
Welcome to CASA Slater!
hallway, and into the loft. Beth helped Janae
You don't ask questions of an attic
Gardette-LePrete Mansion is
our cabin in the woods in Clare.
the landlord, Mr. El Cheap-o Thompkins,
CLEARVIEW, QUEENS
A parcel of country boobies
Huntleigh's (Yes, I gave them a cheesy couple name in my mind)
My Becca's home.
What does a house want to be?House-- Louis Kahn
I love Sutton House in Clapton, a beautiful example of Tudor architecture.
Street towards Covent Garden. There was
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.
Let architects sing of aesthetics that bring Rich clients in hordes to their knees; Just give me a home, in a great circle dome Where stresses and strains are at ease.
It was the sort of house that glows with substance and savoir vivre in those advertisements for the best Scotch. It had wonderful bones.
Having travelled and lived and worked in many different places, I was keen to come back and settle in Nottingham, partly because my family are here, but also because Nottingham is such a vibrant city.
paradise for people who look as if they have just stepped out of a Barbour catalogue.
Fenwick, sitting down to
What do we get for our trouble and pain?
Just a rented room in Whalley Range.
There's just something about Highbury that is difficult to describe. When you first arrive, you hardly see the stadium and wonder where it is but then you find it between two blocks of flats
Palace of Crystal
Anywhere in town, kept to themselves, a predilection
house at Otowi Bridge.
For clothes, I like Anna on Regent's Park Road. Anna Park, who owns it, has an amazing eye for fresh, exciting clothes. I also love Arrogant Cat on Kensington Church Street. Space NK on Duke of York Square for exciting potions. I think I stretch the term 'tester' way beyond its boundaries.
Discs of umbrellas poured over suburban terraces with the smooth round ebullience of a Chopin waltz. They sat in the distance under the lugubrious dripping elms, elms like maps of Europe, elms frayed at the end like bits of chartreuse wool, elms heavy and bunchy as sour grapes.
King Offa's dyke,
There was a time in my life when I was going in and out of houses that were extraordinarily different - from a working-class terrace in Northampton to the homes of friends who were really very wealthy. It was quite an odd position to be in, I realise looking back, and quite a nice one.
In addition to public housing, South Williamsburg is home to shabby artists' lofts like mine, apartments of Hasidic Jews, and one extremely tall, high-priced condo.
I really hate heights. I always like to live on the first floor.
Well, first of all, I grew up in New York City, going to first a public school, then a private school, and when I got to the private school in Manhattan, I learned of what we called 'The Promised Land,' which are the Hamptons. I've always had an affinity for the Hamptons.
Great American art needs the idea of uninterrupted spaces, like a loft, which itself is something very American.
The new building housing the store. The
Cottage is the palace of humble man!
What brings the whole back row of the chessboard to my modest little abode?
A house from which nobody ever went away without feeling better in some way. A house in which there was always laughter.
I would love this place to be my garden.
(on Arsenal's old stadium)
Narrow lanes climb both slopes and come together in a great ring of elm trees which encircles the flat summit. Any wind
even the slightest
draws from the height of the elms a rushing sound, multifoliate and powerful.
The churchyard. Walled in by houses and overrun with weeds, choked up with too much buying.
Spires whose "silent finger points to heaven."
The run-down nature of the high-rise was a model of the world into which the future was carrying them, a landscape beyond technology where everything was either derelict or more ambiguously recombined in unexpected but more meaningful ways
Home was a condominium on the fifteenth floor of a high-rise, a sort of filing cabinet for widows and young professionals.
mansion that sits upon a hill just outside the sleepy little
vice-chancellor's
Brownsville, having missed their road and wandered in the
Castles in the air - they are so easy to take refuge in. And so easy to build too.
quarters, long hoop houses covered in semi-opaque white
Artists like Bach and Beethoven erected churches and temples on the heights. I only wanted ... to build dwellings for men in which they might feel happy and at home.
in the crook of her elbow as she went. Above her, over an apartment building and a tavern, she saw the expanse of a large square building with a flat roof and a single cylinder chimney. It was a tan-brick warehouse with dark broken windows. An abandoned bird's
side of Vicki's, with Alfred on the other,
I don't know what London's coming to - the higher the buildings the lower the morals.
London: A place you go to get bronchitis.
I've just purchased a property, Edward, close to yours in
Parke-Bernet Galleries.
London, dirty little pool of life
This is a neighborhood where underwear sags low. For instance, ole Mr Deutschman lives up here, who used to be upstanding and decent.
Rob's small room on the second floor of the Chapman Street house, a three-shelf bookcase was packed with black-and-white composition books, the front and back of each page filled with single-spaced notes from various classes. Tavarus thought, Damn, this is how you go places.
Living in London has become incredible. I suppose it's easy to love where you live if you love what you're doing. But this is not just a visit: it's my home.
Means. And her small, chic penthouse apartment
Twoleg den with cows and a dark, hay-scented barn where she and
the seedy-garish world of back-street London... restless rootless... beautiful, amoral, modern siren of doom in a jungle of dance halls, caffs and pubs.
If you build castles in the air, make sure you have a ladder to reach them.
My mansion is, where those immortal shapes Of bright aerial spirits live insphered In regions mild of calm and serene air, Above the smoke and stir of this dim spot Which men call Earth.
My childhood was a happy one, spent in a tall house in South Kensington and later in East Sussex, but my early and mid teens were less successful.
Whose house is that, Constable?
the bed, narrow apple-green draperies at
run up the hillside, flanked by closely clustered two-story
I'm in a loft and the kitchen is in the very center of the apartment. The whole place revolves around it.
Bayaweaver Home offering the sizes of the flats in different-2 sizes like 1263-1859 sq. feet.
I have a lovely office at the back of my house; it's an old stable and you can see right out to the countryside on one side and into the house on the other side.
It was the very worst kind of Banbury-Road house, depressing, with laurels. The front door was opened by a slut. I had never seen a slut before but recognized the genus without difficulty as soon as I set eyes on this one.
Homesickness for the gutter.
I always wanted that house where everybody wants to go, full of energy, dogs, music, fun.
Screen porch in a tree.
coming to Hollyhill to visit my
THE ADVENTURE OF THE NORWOOD BUILDER
Listen, we got two stiffs and a river of red in a villa in Herne Bay ...
Where London's column, pointing at the skies, Like a tall bully, lifts the head, and lies.
In what vile part of this anatomy
Doth my name lodge? Tell me, that I may sack
The hateful mansion.
My landlord lives in the flat at the bottom of the stairs. I rent a studio flat from him, and live at the top of the staircase. There are two more flights of stairs and four more flats, but it's me he is obsessed with.