Will Self Quotes

I'm somewhat of a hoarder. I keep everything.

I live like a crazy old pack rat.

I purge compulsively. I'm constantly shedding things.

I've collected a lot of things throughout my life, and I think that's more being a hoarder than being passionate about them, and so I've tried to stop that.

I'm a hoarder, but then, when it all gets too much, I turn into a ruthless chucker. I'm very good at clearing out and giving stuff away. But I'm equally skilled at shoving things in a cupboard, shutting the door, and calling that 'cleared up.'

It's human nature to take the easy route and leap at storage methods that promise quick and convenient ways to remove visible clutter. Putting things away creates the illusion that the clutter problem has been solved. But sooner or later, all the storage units are full, and the room once again overflows with things.

I'm a real hoarder.

I'm a selective pack rat. There's some things I have no problem getting rid of and others I hold onto dearly.

If you've had something for more than six months, and it's still not repaired, it's clutter.

In New York, I live on a compost heap of all the stuff I accumulate.

Some kind of clutter is difficult - letting go of things with sentimental value, sifting through papers - but some clutter I find very refreshing to clear. I drive my daughters nuts because I'm always wandering into their rooms to clear clutter.

There are some people who have trouble recognizing a mess.

I don't really have a domestic inclination. Even my apartment has a semblance of a storage facility. It's just stacks, there are no bookshelves, just books and piles of stamp collections and weird little sewing and knitting projects.

I love buying things. I could be one of those crazy hoarders.

It's tough for me to get rid of clothes. I grew up in a household with a limited budget and we really had to make our nice clothes last, and so now I'll get free pairs of shoes and this, that and the other and I'll be like, 'Oh great!'; even though it stresses me out that I don't have enough room to put them, I can't throw them away.

I'm a hoarder. For me, documentation has always been key, and I've kept everything from my past.

I keep everything. It's one of my problems. I'm a saver.

My mother used to laugh that if they asked me to clean up my room, I would spend so much time reading every tiny bit of paper, a receipt or whatever, instead of throwing it in the trash.

I hate mess. I have the worst OCD so I'm not a hoarder of clothes.

There are tons of things in your home and life that you don't use, need, or even particularly want. They just came into your life as impulsive flotsam and jetsam and never found a good exit. Whether you're aware of it or not, this clutter creates indecision and distractions.

Sometimes, when I was really loaded, I'd sit on the floor and sort out every nut and bolt in the house. It was just sheer insanity. And often there'd be speed in the cut, so I was a speed freak, too.

Fear is the mind-killer.

We have, instead (of soot and dirt), disorganization. We have this proliferation of goods. It's the disease of the time.

Any technique, however worthy and desirable, becomes a disease when the mind is obsessed with it.

I am wired on some deep level to seek out something to be worried and obsess about.