Even my aunt Joan, hopelessly sentimental about every member of our family, admitted that I was hideous.

Rooms should be timeless.

Even my aunt Joan, hopelessly sentimental about every member of our family, admitted that I was hideous.

I think everyone must have a first memory of some house, some room, a vivid picture that will remain deep down in one forever.

...When someone asks me to help create a room my first reaction, if I do not already know the person, is to try to feel out what he or she really wants the room to be and to understand, if possible, what "memory," old or new, has brought this idea about.

You can never achieve anything in a house unless you have things that have been passed down and you find a place for them for yourself.

It has not been an easy cross to bear. It has caused considerable confusion. My husband constantly complained about the awkwardness of being married to a woman whom he called Sister.