Huts Quote by Vincent Van Gogh

I see drawings and pictures in the poorest huts, in the dirtiest corner. And my mind is drawn toward these things by an irresistible…

— Vincent Van Gogh

In the Far East, a peasant has no problem that someone can be born from another universe into a human body, walk up to…

— Frederick Lenz

Thou shalt not take moochers into thy hut?

— Homer

Whereas the man of action binds his life to reason and its concepts so that he will not be swept away and lost, the…

— Friedrich Nietzsche

If solid happiness we prize, Within our breast this jewel lies, And they are fools who roam. The world has nothing to bestow From…

— Nathaniel Cotton

There's something I really like about network TV. You have this humongous audience, tens of millions of people, and you really can be in…

— Patricia Arquette

I found you people in mud huts.. you were living in CAVES!

— Kane

An island always pleases my imagination, even the smallest, as a small continent and integral portion of the globe. I have a fancyfor building…

— Henry David Thoreau

Château and hut, stone face and dangling figure, the red stain on the stone floor, and the pure water in the village well-thousands of…

— Charles Dickens

Life is a smoke that curls- Curls in a flickering skein, That winds and whisks and whirls, A figment thin and vain, Into the…

— William Ernest Henley

In the infancy of civilization, when our island was as savage as New Guinea, when letters and arts were still unknown to Athens, when…

— Thomas B. Macaulay

Could we forbear dispute, and practice love, We should agree as angels do above. Where love presides, not vice alone does find, No entrance…

— Edmund Waller

“Indeed, there is something in this valley, some spirit and some life, and much to talk about in the huts. Although nothing has come…

— Alan Paton

We had a dog, Apples. He was 13 years old, toothless, blind and had the worst breath this side of Jabba the Hut. But…

— Marlee Matlin

Perspective, as its inventor remarked, is a beautiful thing. What horrors of damp huts, where human beings languish, may not become picturesque through aerial…

— George Eliot