Quotes About Lock

I used to be in the real estate business, and I have three areas of interest: Chickamauga Lock, Chickamauga Lock, and Chickamauga Lock.

All along, you've used the first sentence as a lock. But now you find that it's the key.

Every compartment in his brain which he had thought to find so full of wit was bolted fast; he grew positively stupid.

For a trim, the only thing you needed was a little nail file and a whole lot of game. Jewelry display cases have what's called a pop lock. If you know what you're doing, it's very easy to pick with a nail file.

Biography is at the mercy of information, and information about the Royal Family is seldom there when you want it. Or rather, there is a wealth of information, but most of it is window-dressing: the shop itself is shut, visible only through the front window, its private offices firmly under lock and key.

The door's locked," Dorcas told him. "Oh dear!" she lamented. "Oh dear, oh dear—I thought she'd got over it. We were all so happy and peaceful—" "Don't be absurd, Dorcas," said Mr. Abbott, quite sharply. It really was absurd—anybody would think that Barbara had taken to drink, at least, by the way Dorcas was going on.

Our laughter dissolves into a crackling current that steals my breath away. Our eyes lock, and heat pools low in my belly.

I'll lock the skeleton in its cupboard and throw away the key.

I've been learning this kind of thing, Tavi replied. I can show you later. How did you steal all of that without learning how to open a lock? I stole the keys, Katai said. Obviously.

A lock is only as good as the door.

To The Hand" What the eye sees is a dream of sight what it wakes to is a dream of sight and in the dream for every real lock there is only one real key and it's in some other dream now invisible it's the key to the one real door it opens the water and the sky both at once it's already in the downward river with my hand on it my real hand and I am saying to the hand turn open the river

Lock all communication. If there's no light within my day. I'd rather stay in isolation. For that special someone a lifetime I'll wait.

The lock in the heart that shatters A thread of silk A thread of lead A thread of blood After these waves of silence

She returns to her house and locks the thick oak door.

discovered the deadbolt hadn't been engaged.

I'm not getting forgetful. I'm not that old. Yet first my slippers, now the door lock.

You may still have the key to my heart but I'm changing the lock.

Once you walk out of my life, the door locks behind you.

He picks the lock of her dreams with her own hairpin.

On 'Supergirl,' there are huge characters with huge mythologies behind them. What's important is that you don't lock yourself into something.

The key that sits in the lock, unused since the days of Hester, is hot. It burns my palm as I turn it.

The Victorians who had built the place had not intended importunate men friends to batter down the girls' doors. They were a solid job. But in the view of the thin woman's calm assumption that breaking in was within my powers, I didn't care to fail. I broke the lock with my heel, in the end. The wood gave way on the jamb inside the room, and the door opened with a crash.

He thought of firing a shot into the lock for the sheer cinematic stupidity of the gesture.

Men in small rooms, in isolation. A cell is the basic state. They put you in a room and lock the door. So simple it's a form of genius. This is the final size of all the forces around you. Eight by fifteen.