Top 138 Attic Quotes & Sayings

We're going to find Marses and maybe Earths out in the solar system's attic of the Oort Cloud and the Kuiper Belt.

And Numenius, the Pythagorean philosopher, expressly writes: 'For what is Plato, but Moses speaking in Attic Greek.'

I work in my attic, and the view is next door's chimney stack.

I consider that a man's brain originally is like a little empty attic, and you have to stock it with such furniture as you choose.

The classic think-tank is supposed to be sitting in an attic thinking up grand ideas.

One stifling summer afternoon last August, in the attic of a tiny stone house in Pennsylvania, I made a most interesting discovery: the shortest, cheapest method of inducing a nervous breakdown ever perfected. In this technique..., the subject is placed in a sharply sloping attic heated to 340 F and given a mothproof closet known as the Jiffy-Cloz to assemble.

What is a memory? Not a storehouse, not a trunk in the attic, but an instrument that constantly refines the past into a narrative, accessible and acceptable to oneself.

No person who can read is ever successful at cleaning out an attic.

A writer can write in an attic, or on top of a bus. Or with a sharp stick in some wet cement. To act, an actor has to have words. A stage. a camera turning.

I really enjoyed working on the 2009 film, 'Aliens in the Attic,' because it was shot in New Zealand and I got to visit there for the first time.

My grandmother was a psychiatrist and possibly the ultimate of all skeptics. But even she couldn't explain the strange noises we so often heard in the attic.

A clean basement, garage and attic are signs of an empty life.

Ten years ago, desalination was the crazy aunt in the attic. That's changed. It is now entering the mainstream and being taken seriously.

So many old and lovely things are stored in the world's attic because we don't want them around us and we don't dare throw them out.

Always keep a window in the attic open; not just cracked: open.

Reviewing a government budget is much like going through the attic in an old home.

One day I'll do a Dorian Gray, and there will be a picture in the attic. I'll look like Helen Daniels from 'Neighbours' after her stroke.

I often think that could we creep behind the actor's eyes, we would find an attic of forgotten toys and a copy of the Domesday Book.

There are children who will leave a game to go and be bored in a corner of the garret. How often have I wished for the attic of my boredom when the complications of life made me lose the very germ of freedom!

What neat repast shall feast us, light and choice, Of Attic taste?

The age demanded an image Of its accelerated grimace, Something for the modern stage, Not, at any rate, an Attic grace.

Writing is powerful. Whether it's a little girl hiding from the Nazis in an attic, or Amnesty International writing letters on behalf of political prisoners, the power of telling stories is usually what causes change.

I love to sit and watch a bit of 'Cash in the Attic.'

I do have a trophy room. It's in my attic in boxes.

American journalism's crazy old aunt in the attic.

While I was there, I was just gathering images and names, and ideas and rhythms, and I was storing all of these things - which I didn't realize I was doing - but I was storing them all in an attic in my mind somewhere. And when it was time to sit down and write songs, when I reached into the attic to see what I was gonna write about, that's what was there.

I had a short run as the presenter of 'Cash in the Attic'. It's a very popular show but didn't really suit me.

I'm convinced there's a small room in the attic of the Foreign Office where future diplomats are taught to stammer.

I have memories of doing 'Toys In The Attic' and being on the floor next to my drums, on my back, laughing.

I employed my wife for three years to sit in the attic and type up my autobiography, 700 pages, organise everywhere I go. I'm paying the normal rate of tax on the money I take out for myself.

I had a toy theater and a magic lantern, and when I was eight I built a stage for theatricals in the attic.

Now panic beats and flutters inside my skull like a flock of starlings locked in an attic.

I'm not a big fan of antiques shows or 'Cash In The Attic.' I don't care about the rubbish in your loft! I don't find it stimulating in any way.

The Attic warbler pours her throat, Responsive to the cuckoo's note, The untaught harmony of spring.

The past is an old armchair in the attic, the present an ominous ticking sound, and the future is anybody's guess.

I've read Flowers in the Attic and The Other Side of Midnight and Go Ask Alice and I don't want to read any more books where the girl dies in the end.

If I'm stuck, I get up from my chair and I wash windows. Or... clean the bathroom. Or vacuum the attic. There's always something to be done.

At fifty the madwoman in the attic breaks loose, stomps down the stairs, and sets fire to the house. She won't be imprisoned anymore.

I spent my whole childhood trying to find places to be on my own. I used to sit on the water tank in the attic or in the dog's kennel. I was quite a strange child.

I was born in 1968 and grew up in my grandmother's house in suburban Connecticut, where I was convinced a ghost named Virgil lived in the attic.

Some young Hollywood starlets remind me of my grandmother's old farmhouse -- all painted up nice on the front side, a big swing on the backside, and nothing whatsoever in the attic.

People on the outside think there's something magical about writing, that you go up in the attic at midnight and cast the bones and come down in the morning with a story, but it isn't like that. You sit in back of the typewriter and you work, and that's all there is to it.

About two years into living in Toronto, my apartment burned to the ground. My husband and I ended up living in his grandparents' attic for a year and a half.

Nothing in my life ever seemed to fade away or take its rightful place among the pantheon of experiences that constituted my eighteen years. It was all still with me, the storage space in my brain crammed with vivid memories, packed and piled like photographs and old dresses in my grandmother’s bureau. I wasn’t just the madwoman in the attic — I was the attic itself. The past was all over me, all under me, all inside me.

The imagination doesn't crop annually like a reliable fruit tree. The writer has to gather whatever's there: sometimes too much, sometimes too little, sometimes nothing at all. And in the years of glut there is always a slatted wooden tray in some cool, dark attic, which the writer nervously visits from time to time; and yes, oh dear, while he's been hard at work downstairs, up in the attic there are puckering skins, warning spots, a sudden brown collapse and the sprouting of snowflakes. What can he do about it?

But the real interesting stuff is in the cellar and the attic.

I cleaned the attic with the wife the other day. Now I can't get the cobwebs out of her hair.

You may be embarrassed about the way you looked and the wacky clothes you wore when you were young, but normally, at least it's hidden in a box in the attic.

You should never wear a baseball cap when working in close quarters in the attic: You never see that beam above you!

We lived in the attic, Christopher, Cory, Carrie, and me, Now there are only three.

An uncle of mine emigrated to Canada and couldn't take his guitar with him. When I found it in the attic, I'd found a friend for life.

The olive grove of Academe, Plato's retirement, where the Attic bird Trills her thick-warbled notes the summer long.

My first crush was this kid in kindergarten who told me he had tigers in his attic as well.

It used to be you sat up in your attic and wrote and went down to a local cafe and talked with people there.

My very first system was the Sega Genesis back when I was 7 or 8 years old. I played that into the ground. Like, my parents had to confiscate it and put it in attic, the whole thing.

I wasn't just the madwoman in the attic--I was the attic itself. The past was all over me, all under me, all inside me.

Most modern fantasy just rearranges the furniture in Tolkien's attic.

Instead of an attic with a few test tubes, bits of wire and odds and ends, the attack on the atomic nucleus has required the development and construction of great instruments on an engineering scale.

The press is like the peculiar uncle you keep in the attic - just one of those unfortunate things.

You don't paint pictures to put them in your attic. You want people to look at them.