I was a very good cook, and I knew I could build a business.
Martha StewartRead
The homes I like the best are totally occupied, busy, and useful, whether it's a tiny little house or a great big one. Rarely do you find a great big house that's used in a good way. So I prefer smaller spaces that are full of books, full of things that people are doing.
Interpretation
Home should be a place of activity and usefulness rather than just size.
Martha Stewart emphasizes the importance of functionality and liveliness in a home, suggesting that smaller, well-utilized spaces are often more satisfying than larger, empty ones. She expresses a preference for homes filled with books and engaging activities, underlining that a home's value lies in how it is used rather than its size.
In practice
During a home design workshop, I shared Martha Stewart's view on the importance of an occupied and useful home.
I was a very good cook, and I knew I could build a business.
Doing projects really gives people self-confidence. Nothing is better than taking the pie out of the oven. What it does for you personally, and for your family's idea of you, is something you can't buy.
Everywhere I go, I always look for creative entrepreneurs, whether it's artisans and craftsmen, small farmers and gardeners, or restaurateurs who use fresh, locally sourced ingredients. I admire the courage and self-reliance it takes to start your own business and make it succeed.
we drove on and on, past little villages and both good things and bad things were happening to the people in those villages too, but I still was nothing but arms and ears and eyes and maybe there'd be either some good luck for me or more death tomorrow.
The hurrier I go, the behinder I get.
Life isn't all fricasseed frogs and eel pie.
My life should be unique; it should be an alms, a battle, a conquest, a medicine.
I turned away from him and went on my way, up the street and about my business. The past was dead. The future was resignation, fatality, and could only end one way now. The present was numbness, that could feel nothing. Like Novocaine needled into your heart. What was there in all the dimensions of time for me? ("Life Is Weird Sometimes" first chapter of unpublished novel THE LOSER)
This was life! Ah, how he loved it! Civilization held nothing like this in its narrow and circumscribed sphere, hemmed in by restrictions and conventionalities. Even clothes were a hindrance and a nuisance. At last he was free. He had not realized what a prisoner he had been.
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