Quotes About Door

Sometimes fate or life or whatever you want to call it, leaves a door a little open and you walk through it. But sometimes it locks the door and yo have to find the key, or pick the lock, or knock the damn thing down. And sometimes, it doesn't even show you the door, and you have to build it yourself. But it you keep waiting for the doors to be opened for you..." she trails off. "What?" "I think you'll have a hard time finding single happiness, let alone that double portion.

She shakes her head. "You can't give homes to every stray out there." She says this like people are constantly knocking down our door for a nice, dry, warm place to stay, when, in fact, we are the strays.

Fate says: When a door closes, you're not meant to go in. We say: Kick the door down.

But ultimately there was an even better reason why Irene headed for the door. It was simple curiosity.

It doesn't matter that I weigh more than both of them put together. I know when I'm beat. I let Natalie open the door.

Opportunity knocks once at every man's door and then keeps on knocking.

When Wealth walks in at the Door, the Press Agent comes in through the Window.

Faith goes out through the window when beauty comes in at the door.

Kate, I'm afraid the sword has to stay." "No." "Weapons are forbidden everywhere but the Pit level. You won't get through the door." Shit. I sighed and put Slayer between the front seats. "Stay here. Guard the car." Saiman shut the door. "Is the sword sentient?" "No. But I like to pretend it is.

Good night, Preceptor. He nodded, turned without a word, and strode down the hallway. He'd walked her to the door. That was almost... sweet.

I gotta split." Slightly deeper, male. Heard it somewhere before. "You promised!" "The magic's cresting, okay? Gotta split." Young voices. A boy and a girl, talking street. The only available door hung crooked and would make noise when I tried to open it. I kicked the door in and walked inside.

You don't tell me you are a psycher. You meet me on the bionet and then you let me look for you for days like a complete idiot. You fantasize about me, but you don't let me know. You're terrible at sharing. She had survived over eight hundred combat missions, yet she was terrified to open that door.

The door in the far wall slid open and Arland strode through it. She saw his handsome face, framed with a mane of blond hair. His blue eyes found her. He grinned. Her heart skipped a beat. Damn it.

Like most well-brought-up persons of twentieth-century America, the ritual of the private bathroom with the locked door was one of the pillars of existence.

Esteban abrió la puerta y necesitó algunos segundos para ver en la oscuridad. El olor a medicamentos y podredumbre le golpeó la cara un olor dulzón de sudor, humedad, encierro y algo que al principio no identificó, pero que pronto se le adhirió como una peste: el olor de la carne en descomposición.

Respira, hombre!Si respiras te prometo que hoy sin falta le quito el pestillo a la puerta de mi pieza.- Cuentan que Feliciano alcanzo a sonreír antes de que corazón le reventara

Death is a door life opens.

He who is outside the door has already a good part of his journey behind him.

Happiness sneaks in through a door you didn't know you left open.

When I was a struggling actor, I worked for a party company. One of my friends from school was working for an advertising agency, and I turned up to one of his company's parties dressed as an alien to collect tickets on the door.

Sometimes the presence of a camera is like opening a door, because many people want what Andy Warhol called "15 minutes of fame." But prostitutes don't want that.

Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; know and the door will be opened to you. ~Matthew 7:7

This was the door to both sustenance and sanity. And we were each other's key.

Time to say thank you and farewell! trills Effie at my elbow. It's one of those moments when I just love her compulsive punctuality. We collect Cinna and Portia, and she escorts us around to say good-bye to important people, then herds us to the door.