"The truth is, we don't want things at all," he replied. "The thought of a house and furniture of my own is hateful to me."
This startled her for a moment. Then she replied:
"So it is to me. But one must live somewhere."
"Not somewhere--anywhere," he said. "One should just live anywhere--not have a definite place. As soon as you get a room, and it is complete, you want to run from it. Now my rooms at the Mill are quite complete, I want them at the bottom of the sea. It is a horrible tyranny of a fixed milieu, where each piece of furniture is a commandment-stone."
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