Best 341 quotes in «window quotes» category

In making theories, always keep a window open so that you can throw one out if necessary.

In our business, the windows of opportunity open and close with dazzling rapidity...I constantly have to remind people to seize the moment.

I noticed that the large windows between the paintings [in the Musee d'Art Moderne] interested me more than the art exhibited. From then on, painting as I had known it was finished for me.

I recognized that I had a window of opportunity that had opened because of my exposure as an actor.

In the window, I fantasize... about providing grown-ups and children alike with the greatest gift of all: insight.

In the old days, writers used to sit in front of a typewriter and stare out of the window. Nowadays, because of the marvels of convergent technology, the thing you type on and the window you stare out of are now the same thing.

I reboot [my Windows PC] every night.

It always seems to be raining harder than it really is when you look at the weather through the window.

I removed the window [tattoo] because, while I used to spend all my time looking out through windows wishing to be outside, I now live there all the time.

Is life less thrilling if your neighbors are rational, if they don’t bomb your power stations whenever they feel you need to be admonished? Is it less rousing if they don’t rattle your windows and nerves with indiscriminate sonic booms just because they can?

I stuck my head out the window and got arrested for mooning.

It doesn't matter who we are, how rich we are, how poor we are, famous or not famous, we all have a short window of time here on the planet and what are we going to do with it?

I think I've always been fine on stage - though I get nervous beforehand. But once I'm on stage, all of that goes out of the window.

I throw dignity out the window, and just become a creature of the moment on the stage. I act like I'd never act in real life.

I think sexuality is a window into someone's soul.

I think the idea of Mary Poppins has been blowing in and out of me, like a curtain at a window, all my life.

It is the soul itself which sees and hears, and not those parts which are, as it were, but windows to the soul.

It made me gladsome to be getting some education, it being like a big window opening.

I told them that my grandfather had died in the Great Crash of 1929 - a stockbroker jumped out of a window and crushed him and his pushcart down below.

It only takes 140 characters to toss ones character out the window.

It was a small room with dim light coming in the window, reminiscent of old Polish films.

It's like a kid standing at the window watching the rain.

It's not fashionable but I like to spit out of the window of a moving train.

It started when I woke up, all I wanted to do is jump out of the window. I didn't want to eat anymore, because I was afraid that I might poison myself somehow.

It's true that the biggest value of life is that it's going to stop. I was thinking when I was in New York the last time that all that we see that has importance is man-made. It isn't nature-made. And when I was looking through the window, looking at New York, I was so moved by humanity's desire for immortality-because that's what it is.

I travel alone so much, and the first thought is to grab the damn phone. In airports, just look around. Nobody looks at anybody, or even out the window. It's obvious we can't live without it anymore, and as a comic on the road the phone is an essential tool. It's probably doing more good than bad for me, but it does make me sad that those of us who grew up without mobile phones, we know what we're missing.

I tried to commit suicide one day. It was a very Woody Allen-type suicide. I turned on the gas and left all the windows open.

It's not like Windows users don't have any power. I think they are happy with Windows, and that's an incredibly depressing thought

It's not food if it arrived through the window of your car.

Ive been an engineer, barman, skip lorry driver, coalman, boat window manufacturer, contract grass cutter and builder.

I used to think marriage was a plate-glass window just begging for a brick.

I've actually stopped tinting my windows because the paparazzi look for trucks and cars with supertinted windows.

I used to be interested in Windows NT, but the more I see it, the more it looks like traditional Windows with a stabler kernel. I don't find anything technically interesting there.

I've decided to aim a telescope at my neighbour's window. It's the closest I'll ever come to living with someone comfortably.

I've seen it all through the yellow windows of the evening train.

I've never thrown out a TV set out of some hotel's window, but I have thrown a microwave out of one 'coz it was cooler.

I was a window dresser for Burton's once. What really put me off was the area manager coming round and saying, Charles, I think you're a natch at this.

I was an altar boy, a spokesperson for the Virgin Mary, I was a choir boy but then at the age of 14 I discovered masturbation and all that went out the window.

I was getting dressed and a peeping tom looked in the window, took a look and pulled down the shade.

I was never a lonely child who sat looking at the rain sliding down the window.

Jump out the window if you are the object of passion. Flee it if you feel it. Passion goes, boredom remains.

I was unrecognizable to myself; I saw my reflection in a window; I didn't know my own face.

Just as there comes a warm sunbeam into every cottage window, so comes a lovebeam of God's care and pity for every separate need.

I was raised by television. It was my first cultural window. It was a constant companion.

I woke with a terrible headache and wobbled around 'till I fell out the window." "You what?" "Fell out the window. That one over there." She [Edwina] gestured to the curtain behind her. "I broke my back. My spine is all wobbly now, but it doesn't hurt.

I write almost entlirely on Macs, because: Windows gives me hives.

Life is much more successfully looked at from a single window.

Life gives us no such handy markers - a storm comes, and far from this being a harbinger of death and collapse, during its course a person discovers love and truth, beauty and happiness, the rain lashing at the windows all the while.

Love's easy to learn. It's like taking a risk. You set your mind on it and refuse to be afraid, and in no time you feel terrifically exhilarated and all your inhibitions fly out of the window.

Life passes by now like the scenery outside a car window. I breathe and eat and sleep as I always did, but there seems to be no great purpose in my life that requires active participation on my part...I do not know where I am going or when I will get there.