After a long journey in the wilderness, I sometimes feel that chairs are the foundation of civilization.
Your favorite chair sometimes expresses you better than you do yourself.
Even in a chair that has served its purpose and has been discarded, I can sense the life of the person who used it.
People sit in chairs to relax, eat, work, laugh, and mourn.
No matter how miserable this world may be, I believe that human activity is inherently lovable.