His house was perfect, whether you liked food, or sleep, or work, or story-telling, or singing, or just sitting and read more

His house was perfect, whether you liked food, or sleep, or work, or story-telling, or singing, or just sitting and thinking, best, or a pleasant mixture of them all.

What does one woman see in another than a man cannot see? Tenderness

What does one woman see in another than a man cannot see? Tenderness

A house is a machine for living in.

A house is a machine for living in.

A child's hand in yours -- what tenderness and power it arouses. You are instantly the very touchstone of wisdom read more

A child's hand in yours -- what tenderness and power it arouses. You are instantly the very touchstone of wisdom and strength.

I have a microwave fireplace in my house. The other night I laid down in front of the fire for read more

I have a microwave fireplace in my house. The other night I laid down in front of the fire for the evening in two minutes.

Tenderness is the repose of Passion

Tenderness is the repose of Passion

I do not want my house to be walled in on all sides and my windows to be stuffed. I read more

I do not want my house to be walled in on all sides and my windows to be stuffed. I want the cultures of all the lands to be blown about my house as freely as possible. But I refuse to be blown off my feet by any.

Tenderness is a virtue.

Tenderness is a virtue.

It always amazes me to think that every house on every street is full of so many stories; so many read more

It always amazes me to think that every house on every street is full of so many stories; so many triumphs and tragedies, and all we see are yards and driveways.