Quotes About Portal

But magic is sometimes all about knowing where the secret door is, and how to open it. With that, you're gone

THE GATE TO FUTURES PAST (#2)*

I personally feel that a box, far from being a dead end, is an entrance to another world. I don't know to where, but an entrance to somewhere, some other world.

This was a great book! It follows how Jason Walker is transported back to earth after spending months in Lyrian. He knows that he has things that he still must do in Lyrian. He decides to try and find a way back. The problem is that if he doesn't travel through the portal correctly, he will die. What happens next? You'll have to read the book to find out.

She knew that this silent, motionless portal opened into the street; if the sidelights had not been filled with green paper, she might have looked out on the little brown stoop and the well-worn brick pavement. But she had no wish to look out, for this would have interfered with her theory that there was a strange, unseen place on the other side--a place which became, to the child's imagination, according to its different moods, a region of delight or terror.

I've always said that L.A. is the city of America's future. It is to the world what London was in the 19th century and New York in the 20th because of the growth of the Pacific Rim countries. We're the portal to the emerging world.

All day long the door of the sub-conscious remains just ajar; we slip through to the other side, and return again, as easily and secretly as a cat.

Focus on your portal, trust the process, don't get so involved in the desires or beliefs of others that cause you confusion and compromise your own alignment. - - The universe loves a believer!

There's a door. Where does it go? It stays where it is, I think.

What was a gate anyway? A doorway, she thought. A portal. The possibility of a different world. The possibility that you might walk through the door and reinvent yourself as something better than you had been before.

But life was always arriving. There was always another gate to pass through. (Until, of course, there wasn't.) She walked through another gate. What was a gate anyway? A doorway, she thought. A portal. The possibility of a different world. The possibility that you might walk through the door and reinvent yourself as something better than you had been before.

But life was always arriving. There was always another gate to pass through. (Until, of course, there wasn't.) She walked through another gate. What was a gate anyway? A doorway, she thought. A portal. The possibility of a different world. The possibility that you might walk through the door and reinvent yourself as something better than you had been before. By the time she reached the end of the torii gate pathway, she felt resolved.

Maniac Mansion," Sadie said. "That's it. Of course, it's Maniac Mansion. God, we loved that game. I was thinking, we should make something set in a mansion sometime." "And each room is a time-travel portal." "Maybe all the people from all the different periods who ever lived there are there." "And they're not happy about it," Sadie said.

Love Has Forgotten No One is not really a book—rather, it's a portal, a transport system, a rearranging of the mind. When you've finished reading it, I believe you'll be closer to knowing your True Nature.

This huge tower would become the new cosmic mountain of the gods. They would engage in an occultic ceremony that would transform the ziggurat into a portal, a literal stairway to heaven that would enable the pantheon to recruit from the myriads of Elohim's heavenly host to join their revolution. The original two hundred had accomplished much since the days of Noah. They eagerly imagined what they could do with thousands or even millions.

That night, cold and alone, Joseph had thought he'd found a portal into the past. But he'd been wrong. It was a vision of the future.

In it were another gate address and a series of images

The Minotaur comes and goes. He has for centuries. And there have been many bridges. The Minotaur pauses, as he walks, midway through the covered bridge that serves, in more ways than one, as the entrance to Old Scald Village. He rests his heavy snout against one of the wooden trusses. The Minotaur likes this portal, both ingress and egress, a breach in the terribly human construct of time.

The dark surface of the mirror seemed to be the portal to a bottomless void. The suggestion of faint, distant stars spun in its depths.

The scry mede is not a toy. It is a mirror of the universe, but it is also a portal. If you don't know what you're doing, you can let something through, even invite it in.

Our goal with the state's online business portal is to provide a seamless digital solution to current and potential business owners with full-service, personalized guidance about planning, starting, and operating a business in Connecticut.

And then he shoved me through the gate.

Una puerta no tiene principio ni fin, tan solo puertas de entrada.

A life had somehow escaped through a rip in the universe.