Quotes About Door

So Jesus again said to them, "Truly, truly, I say to you, I am the door of the sheep." JOHN 10:7

Mind is a door that leads you outside in the world; meditation is the door that leads you to your interiority—to the very innermost shrine of your being.

Digital lights in the center of the round door began

My fans saw 'Roll Bounce,' but also that older crowd who might not have been familiar with me on the music tip saw 'Roll Bounce' and loved it. 'Roll Bounce' opened up that door for me to have older people love Bow Wow and opened up that door so all of the kids would love Bow Wow. My fan base is really diverse; it's all ages and all colors.

The energy necessary to create a wormhole or to wrap time into nuts is incredible. It's not for us. It's maybe for our descendants who have mastered the energy of this technology. So if one day, somebody knocks on your door and claims to be your great great great great granddaughter, don't slam the door.

Above all, a query letter is a sales pitch and it is the single most important page an unpublished writer will ever write. It's the first impression and will either open the door or close it. It's that important, so don't mess it up. Mine took 17 drafts and two weeks to write.

Suicide! But, if it is the strength of those who no longer have anything, it is the hope of all those who no longer believe, is the sublime value of the vanquished! Yeah, there's a door at least in this life, we can always open it and move on to the other side. The nature has had a movement of mercy; we have not been imprisoned. Thank you on behalf of the desperate!

And as the wind died away I was plunged into the ghoul-pooled darkness of earth's bowels; for behind the last of the creatures the great brazen door clanged shut with a deafening peal of metallic music whose reverberations swelled out to the distant world to hail the rising sun as Memnon hails it from the banks of the Nile.

La puerta de piedra, tan pesada como imponente, cuelga de oxidados goznes de hierro, y se ofrece entornada de un modo sorprendente y siniestro, merced a gruesas cadenas y grandes candados, siguiendo un rudo hábito de hace medio siglo.

the sailor who broke down the door could perhaps have told frightful things if he had not forthwith gone completely mad—

Sometimes "concern" is the foot someone jams in the door so you can't close it against condescension, presumption, invasiveness, and, at times, outright abuse.

Painful memories didn't just ease back in-they shoved the door open hard, all of them and all at once

A voice flat enough to fit under a door crack.

We started for the door when Agent called out, "Mickey?" I turned. "You, like Ema, have a pure spirit. You have blessed energy centers and true balance. You are a protector. You look out for others. You are their shelter." "Uh

The door opened. Mrs. Alworth wore a housedress that couldn't have been manufactured after the Bay of Pigs. She was in her mid-seventies, heavyset, the kind of big aunt who hugs you and you disappear in the folds. As a kid you hate the hug. As an adult you long for it. She had varicose veins that resembled sausage casing. Her reading glasses dangled against her enormous chest from a chain. She smelled faintly of cigarette smoke.

KNEW opening that red door would destroy my life. Yes, that sounds melodramatic and full of foreboding and I'm not big on either, and true, there was nothing menacing about the red door. In fact, the door was beyond ordinary, wood and fourpaneled, the kind of door you see standing guard in front of three out of every four suburban homes, with faded paint and a knocker at chest level no one ever used and a faux brass knob. But

Adam moved in behind Len, the other three trailing on the path. When they got to the door, Len stepped aside and let Adam use the key. Jersey the dog rushed toward them, nails clacking on the hardwood, but, perhaps sensing something wasn't quite right, her greeting was muted and perfunctory. Jersey quickly sized up the situation and slinked back to the kitchen. The

Diana used to tell me she had a travel jinx, something I only really started to believe when the plane door fell off.

It takes a man of genius to travel in his own country, in his native village; to make any progress between his door and his gate.

The door is closed to prayer unless it is opened with the key of trust.

Trust opens the door that pain had sealed shut.

and often from a reverie I have started, fancying I heard the light step of Carmilla at the drawing room door.

The bell clanged again. His heart seized. He spun around—and fell, onto a splinter of agony. He got to his feet, pulled a piece of glass from his knee, and ran. He banged his shoulder on the doorjamb of the study, banged his other shoulder on the longcase clock, and almost smacked his face into the door. Just remember, close the door before you kiss her. He yanked open the door, then slammed it shut in the next instant, his heart as shattered as the broken glasses in his study.

Love is the door to eternity.