I got two stools, in case I want to sit down and sit down again on something else.
Show some mercy to this chair which has stretched out its arms to you for so long; please satisfy its desire to embrace you!
I've not as yet found one hobby that would absorb me completely when I'm not working, but I have just bought a new apartment and didn't quite bargain for the amount of effort and time and money that that absorbs.
Give Dayrolles a chair.
I love a house project.
I can't make a house homely. My house just looks like a garage or a shed. I'm not untidy, but it just looks so uninviting.
Decorators never quite saw the point of massing books. Books brought colour to a room and filled it up, but shelves bearing just one thing struck them as a decorative display opportunity tragically lost.
In the matter of furnishing, I find a certain absence of ugliness far worse than ugliness.
Are you pro- or anti-macassar?
I liken myself to someone who built the house he will live in one day and is preparing to furnish it.
I don't have any furniture of mine in my room.
Books don't only furnish a room: they also make the best holiday gifts.
I'm obsessed with my couch. I have the greenest couch on the planet.
I like people to really get a feel for the house before they do anything to it.
I love to decorate and redecorate. Now it's called interior design, but the term decorating is fine with me.
I decided to dub the room with the good chairs my lutery. Or perhaps my performatory. I would need a while to come up with something suitably pretentious.
