Quotes About Trapdoor

Ah, how I'd love to fall right from here Through a trapdoor—clack!—to my grave! Life tastes to me like mild tobacco. All I ever did was smoke life away. What I really want is faith and peace And to get these sensations under control. Put an end to this, God! Open the floodgates! Enough of this comedy in my soul!

A ghastly creeping terror rises from a place beyond thoughts. Some innermost trapdoor she must leap upon immediately and lean against with all her weight and padlock shut.

The cause of the dispute was an apartment toilet that also served as a garbage disposal for an upstairs tenant. A trapdoor on the ceiling above the commode would occasionally open, and trash would suddenly descend chutelike.

Just when you think you've hit rock bottom, you realize you're standing on another trapdoor.

We had three more attics, but one of them was full of old lumber and bricks left over from the various additions that had been built onto the house, and one of them was full of bats, and the last could only be reached by climbing through a trapdoor in the ceiling of the next-to-the-last attic and even if I could get past the bats and through the lumber and bricks I did not think I could keep taking the baby up and down through a trapdoor.

hands, spine and legs all commandeered for the task. The trapdoor had no choice but to spring open. Kitty ascended to the parapet. It was the sea off to the southwest she chose to watch during her ruminations. But Maggie Tulliver and Mary Ann had been superceded by Brid and Taddy. By what she'd just seen. Not only a fleeting glimpse, a quick, almost teasing,

Jeb climbed the ladder Fang had just lowered and I indulged in a moments fantasy about someone slamming the trapdoor on his head."-max

Wishing, like sipping a glass of punch, or pulling aside a bearskin rug in order to access a hidden trapdoor in the floor, is merely a quiet way to spend one's time before the candles are extinguished on one's birthday cake.

Wishing, like sipping a glass of punch, or pulling aside a bearskin rug in order to access a hidden trapdoor in the floor, is merely a quiet way to spend one's time before the candles are extinguished on one's birthday cake.

Imagine giant trapdoor spiders hopped up on golf ball-sized amphetamines.

was Hale. He glanced toward Node 3, wondering if the cryptographer were watching. "Fuck it," he grumbled. Below his feet the outline of a recessed trapdoor

Liar! Liar! shrieked suddenly from the now open trap door. Miracle Max whirled. Back, Witch-- he commanded. I'm not a witch, I'm your wife-- she was advancing on him now, an ancient tiny fury--and after what you've just done I don't think I want to be that any more--

Just when you think you've hit rock bottom, you realize you're standing on another trapdoor.