Quotes About Corridors

Her voice, hoarse, was an unmistakable echo down the corridors of memory.

Lost, so small amid that dark, hands grown cold, body image fading down corridors of television sky.

The corridors and rooms were starting to fill with unfamiliar faces and patients the size of small whales being wheeled past on trolleys.

The bards sublime,Whose distant footsteps echoThrough the corridors of Time.

I found that the corridors of power in Delhi were littered with lobbies of various kinds.

Through the doors of perception Down the corridors of uncertainty Into the room of self doubt Opens the window of opportunity.

Dinted dimpled wimpled-his mind wandered down echoing corridors of assonance and alliteration ever further and further from the point. He was enamoured with the beauty of words.

The Clintons are perhaps the most politically sophisticated public figures of their generation. They know how things work in the corridors of power and around the world; they know that foreign governments are trying to

Something deep within him, what it was he had no leisure nor skill to recognize, seemed to retreat down long dim corridors away from the doom that impeded. He hadn't known he had those convenient corridors of evasion in him, with their protective turns and angles by which to put distance between himself and menace. Oh clever architect of the Mind, oh merciful blueprints that made such emergency exits available.

The nurses did their best to spruce up the antiseptic corridors but the smell of pine boughs was overpowered by Pine Sol and no one paused beneath the mistletoe on the contagious ward.

It is difficult, if not impossible, to communicate the message of grace from the corridors of power.

in the library…surrounded by things far more dangerous than what roamed the school corridors. For here thoughts were housed.

He remembered how it felt to find himself in the library, away from possible attack but surrounded by things far more dangerous than what roamed the school corridors. For here thoughts were housed.

The stink from the Thames was particularly bad on the morning air. It had been foul the night before as he wandered through the corridors of parliament. The stench seemed to cast a dreadful miasma across so much of London, and not just on warmer days.

Naturally, I have grown to recognize some of my fellow visitors, the widows and widowers in waiting who wander the corridors in terrified loneliness, deprived for the first time in decades of their favourite person.

After such knowledge, what forgiveness? Think now History has many cunning passages, contrived corridors And issues.

Where's school? he shrieked at her. I'm missing cricket practice! For half an hour after that the hospital was in total confusion, while everyone tried to catch a five-foot corpse clothed mostly in a flying sheet, which raced up and down the corridors shrieking that it was missing cricket practice.

his subconscious mind knocked loose from its perch and flapping in the hollow corridors of his skull as erratically as a bat

I had found a way through the endless corridors of his pride and fury.

The lobby was a large chamber carpeted in ancient maroon pile, its darkness only slightly relieved by a few small candles. Stairs rose off into black heights, and the mouths of corridors yawned on either side.

Mr. Edwards was essentially a simple man, but even a simple man has complexities which are dark and twisted. Catherine was clever, but even a clever woman misses some of the strange corridors in a man.

So T. S. Eliot's helpful reminder from "Gerontion": "History has many cunning passages, contrived corridors / And issues, deceives with whispering ambitions, / Guides us by vanities.")

From my experience, loneliness isn't necessarily caused by a lack of people but is more an inner ache caused by a fractured soul. The question, Is this all there is? rumbles through the corridors of our minds.