Charles Lamb Quotes

A house with no fireplace is a house without a heart.

There was a fire in the wide hearth before them, and it was burning with a sweet smell, as if it were built of apple-wood.

You don't have to be smart or anything. The fire warms you.

Like when you sit in front of a fire in winter — you are just there in front of the fire. You don't have to be smart or anything. The fire warms you.

I am happiest when I'm sitting on my parent's couch with the fire place on and talking to my family.

I don't enjoy living in a white box flooded with light. I like shadows, small spaces, old furniture.

It's just very homey in Ireland. It's very comforting and comfortable. There's lots of fireplaces with fires. It's just really cozy.

Home is where your teapots are.

A house is not a home unless it contains food and fire for the mind as well as the body.

I have a fireplace in my kitchen that I light every night, no matter what.

I am a big fan of cosy. I get very excited by a roaring fire and even a perfectly made cup of tea. And being married really is the ultimate in cosy, so I couldn't be more content.

Home, more than anything, means warmth and bed.

My design preference tends towards warmth, comfort, and minimalism.

Whenever it gets a little cold in L.A., it gives me an excuse to light my fireplace. You could stare at that joint for, like, a cool two hours. It's entrancing.

I don't know why, but the warmth and the comfort of flickering light help. And a fire, in the fireplace or on the beach, is very comforting. I think when you make something consistent and familiar, it helps. I light candles every single night in my home.

What makes a home home? Animals, and a little bit of clutter.

Shut the door not that it lets in the cold but that it lets out the coziness.

To feel safe and warm on a cold wet night, all you really need is soup.

Love surrounds you like steam in the shower. You can't see the individual drops, but you get warm. And wet. And clean.

The lamps are lit, the fires burn bright. The house is full of life and light.

To poke a wood fire is more solid enjoyment than almost anything else in the world.

Winter is the time for comfort, for good food and warmth, for the touch of a friendly hand and for a talk beside the fire: it is the time for home.

Winter is the time for comfort, for good food and warmth, for the touch of a friendly hand and for a talk beside the fire: it is the time for home. It is no season in which to wander the world as if one were the wind blowing aimlessly along the streets without a place to rest, without food, and without time meaning anything to one, just as time means nothing to the wind.

Nothing smelled so good or danced so well as a birch fire.

I wish I was at home in my nice hole by the fire, with the kettle just beginning to sing!