Quotes About Door

Un sitio libre, en un rincón cercano a la puerta, atrajo felizmente su mirada. Se colocó con discreción y procuró hacer ver que se hallaba sentado allí desde el principio.

My mother is the war,' declares Roger Mexico, leaning over to open the door.

Tell Penny how groovy it was of her to set up this little get-together, oh, and hey—can I be frank for a minute?" "Of course," said Agents Flatweed and Borderline. Snapping his fingers, Doc sang himself out the door with four bars of "Fly Me to the Moon

A wet night. They are going home together under an umbrella. They stop on the door to press their wet cheeks together.

Eleven o'clock. A knock at the door... I hope I haven't disturbed you, madam. You weren't asleep—were you? But I've just given my lady

Eleven o'clock. A knock at the door... I hope I haven't disturbed you, madam. You weren't asleep—were you? But I've just given my lady her tea, and there was such a nice cup over, I thought

Cora informed him, wringing her hands fretfully. "Ah been a-knockin' an' a-knockin' on her door for hours now an' she still doan answer my pleas, Mistah Jeffrey. Dat ain't right, suh. Doan matter how upset she is, she gots ta eat fo' de baby." Jeff was thoroughly bemused. "What in the blazes does Nell's baby have to do with my wife eating?

rack which Cook had provided. She was about to return to the schoolroom and suggest that they start lessons at once in order to go out into the snow as soon as they had finished, when the door shot open and Lonnie appeared. Her face was bright red and her dark eyes

Someone must have been in a rush to leave this morning," I told the door, trying to tamp down the major case of the willies the silent street was giving me. "Someone was just late for work, and they didn't quite close the door. That's all. There's nothing foreboding in a door that hasn't been shut all the way. There's nothing eerie in that at all. There's nothing creepy about the street...Oh, crap. Hello?

Bark, bark," Jim said behind me. "Jim, what's your problem?" I asked as I reached out to open the glass-fronted door. "I think perhaps I am the problem," a smooth, silky, extremely sexy voice said behind us. "Oh, crap," I swore, letting my hand drop. "You are in France. The correct word ismerde," Rene corrected gently. "Sorry. Merde.

you. They're just looking for a door so they can come back." "Door?" MacBride was frowning, plainly

Naohiro stared at Kaga, shaking his head. "One last question. What's your rank?" "Sergeant." "Well, they should promote you to lieutenant," declared Naohiro, and headed for the door.

Recklessness is beauty Ashbery says. When a car door opens in the dark at ninety miles an hour what rushes in is beauty. The wind's hymns are inaudible, the words chased off by scarecrows from the blurry fields. The murmuring heart beatless all those moments waiting to see if you will live.

Take the adventure, heed the call, now ere the irrevocable moment passes! 'Tis but a banging of the door behind you, a blithesome step forward, and you are out of your old life and into the new!

Is that which science calls the "psyche" not merely a question-mark arbitrarily confined within the skull, but rather a door that opens upon the human world from a world beyond, now and again allowing strange and unseizable potencies to act upon him and to remove him, as if upon the wings of the night, from the level of common humanity to that of a more personal vocation?

If, in doing this I should open the door to so-called "suggestion", I see no occasion for regret; it is well known that we are susceptible only to those suggestions with which we are already secretly in accord.

Cassie paused at the door. She could smell cigarette smoke and hear the click of pool balls. She almost turned around and walked back to her Honda. Instead, she steeled herself and pulled the door open, to be greeted by a sensory rush of smoke, stale beer, and Lynyrd Skynyrd from the jukebox.

In a monastery fish pond.' He crossed to the door and closed it carefully, before laying the

Caminhei para a porta, tão vitorioso que meu passo era uma folha vadia, dançando na brisa da tardezinha.

What mattered most in Mike's story is that once he stumbled through the door, his career capital went to work getting him a fantastic job offer.

Personally I wasn't one but surprised to walk into that theater and see Jo O'Connor's ghost. I knew as soon as I put my hand on the door handle that something funny was going on. I got all sort of lightheaded." Probably the blood trying to find its way through the labyrinth of your brain.

The dream is a little hidden door in the innermost and most secret recesses of the soul, opening into that cosmic night which was psyche long before there was any ego-consciousness, and which will remain psyche no matter how far our ego-consciousness extends.

The dream is a little hidden door in the innermost and most secret recesses of the psyche, opening into that cosmic night which was psyche long before there was any ego-consciousness

I recognized that the kiss was a door I had walked through.