Cluttered Space Quotes

You shall have sometime your house so full of glass that we cannot tell where to come to be out of the sun or the cold.

My father ran a CB radio business. I grew up in a cluttered space that was filled with radios and antennas. It felt alien.

My house. It's kind of eccentric. It's two decades worth of accumulated personal projects. Yeah, it is pretty dense in my house.

Clutter and mess show us that life is being lived.

Hmm... my bedroom's really messy. It's probably the messiest bedroom you could ever think of. Like, you think it's messy, but when you go there, you can't see one bit of floor anywhere. Clothes, makeup... I'm getting sent loads of clothes and stuff, so it's just piling up everywhere. I've to jump over it in order to get into my bed.

Cluttered closets mean a cluttered mind.

Having wires strewn across your couch and across the floor is a big deal to a lot of people.

My flat is a bit like an oriental bazaar. It's filled with the oddest objects from all my travels, and you can't really move in it. I love collecting antiques and often spend weekends driving around bric-a-brac markets.

But what struck me was the book-madness of the place--books lay scattered across the unmade bed and the top of a battered-looking desk, books stood in knee-high piles on the floor, books were crammed sideways and right side up in a narrow bookcase that rose higher than my head and leaned dangerously from the wall, books sat in stacks on top of a dingy dresser. The closet door was propped open by a pile of books, and from beneath the bed a book stuck out beside the toe of a maroon slipper.

I'm pleased to see that the cab is cluttered with cough drop wrappers and empty milk bottles and bits of mud-smeared newspapers made brittle by age. Neatness makes me feel like I have to be on my best behavior. Clutter is my natural habitat.

I have a very big apartment in Paris but you can't really move around there anymore; piles of books everywhere. I don't want any more books. I have too many books; sometimes I have to buy another copy of a book that I know I have somewhere in my house or office because I can't find it.

Hollywood is like Picasso's bathroom.

I'm kind of domestic, untidily so.

A crenelated wall of books encircles my bed, its tottering towers looming ever taller, always on the verge of collapsing onto oblivious sleepers.

Empty space is never-wasted space. Wasted space is any space that has art in it.

A few dud universes can really clutter up your basement.

There's nothing worse than coming home to a room that looks like a catalog.

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.

I am like that guy on the 'Odd Couple,' and it is not the neat guy. I go into my room and find pieces of pizza under the laundry.

I'm still a bit of a reading glutton, I think, because I browse, read a bit of the back copy, flip through the book, read a bit of the text, and if it still seems fascinating, I read it. That's why my bedside table is so cluttered: I want to imbibe it all.

I have so many comics laying around the house and I've never been great at keeping them organized.

Clutter is my natural habitat.

I work in our living room, a strange room in a strange, topsy-turvy house. I work underneath this enormous bookshelf.

My room is never clean. I play 'Guitar Hero' all the time and throw things around my room.

I'm a real hoarder.