Quotes About Door

Fear knocked at the door. Faith answered. And lo no one was there.

Freedom is too enormous to be slipped under a closet door.

Be sure to put the knocker fairly low on your door in case a very small friend drops by.

The door to happiness, opens from the inside out.

I come from an Italian family. One of the greatest and most profound expressions we would ever use in conversations or arguments was a slamming door. The slamming door was our punctuation mark.

These are the words of him who is holy and true, who holds the key of David. What he opens no one can shut, and what he shuts no one can open. I know your deeds. See, I have placed before you an open door that no one can shut."100

A door is what a dog is perpetually on the wrong side of.

Last Halloween a kid tried to rip my face off. He thought it was a mask. Now it's different when I open the door the kids hand me candy.

I've got a sponge front door. Hey, don't knock it.

Tag opened the door to his knock, and with a look of disappointment, peered behind Wade."You got someone better coming over?" Wade asked him."Pizza, " Tag said.

He had waited until I had my door open, then driven away. The perfect gentleman. Sort of like Dracula just before he drank your blood.

Its funny when people recently change their attitude to gain entrance into your heart, which may only ignite your passion to close the door.

There was the Door to which I found no key There was the Veil through which I might not see.

I have six locks on my door all in a row. When I go out, I only lock every other one. I figure no matter how long somebody stands there picking the locks, they are always locking three.

They're an idea of home, I think. Words are. It really is like opening a door, isn't it, to open a book. If that's not too sentimental to say. Books, words, stories are a kind of solace.

At the door to the hub, I found their first SecUnit. It was sprawled on its back on the floor, the armor over its chest pierced by something that made a hole approximately ten centimeters wide and a little deeper. We're hard to kill, but that'll do it. I did a brief scan to make sure it was inert, then stepped over it and went through into the crew area.

The door swung open. Rawhide and the doc had shoved some of the jumble aside and dragged his bed into this room so Rylan could look out the window and see his barn and corral. It gave him a nice view while he fretted.

He fell back against the door, his eyes closed, and he slid to the floor, still sitting upright. All I had to do was open the door and he'd tumble out backward, but with my luck, he'd break his neck going down the steps, and I'd be left with Malich to deal with. I

tall, gangly boy stumbled through a swinging door with a burlap cloth in his arms, the tail of a fish wagging out the end. "Loafhead! Where's my cod? I'm to make stew with a crappie?" She grabbed the fish from him anyway, slapped it down on the butcher block, and with one decisive chop, whacked its head off with a cleaver. I guessed the crappie would do. So

key in the other direction and pushed the door open. It parted a few

Now I predict the future / merely by listening to echoes. A slamming door / can tell you everything you need to know. It's not a trick / only a simple matter of wisdom, an obsessive attention / to dreams. — Mary Jo Bang, from "The Oracle," Apology for Want: Poems . (Middlebury; 1st edition July 15, 1997)

I had a love affair with books, with characters and their words. Books kept me company. When the voices of the book faded, as with the last long chord of a record, the back cover crinkling closed, I could swear I heard a door click shut.

Remove the books from the cellar! Leave nothing in the Temple! Put the chests in the esplanade and we'll meet at the door of the Al-Asqa at nightfall!

Love is the master key that opens every blessings' door.