Best 341 quotes in «window quotes» category

When Wealth walks in at the Door, the Press Agent comes in through the Window.

When windows shatter through a bomb, we will repair it next week because we are Afghans. That's the spirit.

When you come into a movie theatre, there are no windows, you don't hear the sound outside and you're ready for fantasy.

When you're a kid, you think you can jump out the window and be okay. But when you get older, you think, "Wait a minute - I can't fly!

When you're expecting a baby, there's a lot you can plan for, but when it happens early you just have to jump into it. Whatever plans you had, everything goes out the window.

Where the Lord closes a door, somewhere He opens a window.

Windows 8 is key to the future, the Surface computer.

Windows is probably the most important product in the entire PC industry. Everything we do in terms of supporting touch, new hardware, accessibility has incredible impact.

Windows 95 was a nice milestone.

Windows isn't supposed to make sense, it's supposed to make money.

Yes. I would like to see Alaska's infrastructure projects built sooner rather than later. The window is now while our congressional delegation is in a strong position to assist.

You can't break a bad habit by throwing it out the window. You've got to walk it slowly down the stairs.

You can't go to Windows Update and get a patch for stupidity.

You're better than seven years of food. You're better than windows. You're even better than the sky.

You're using such different muscles and you rely on physicality in live action, but in animation, you totally throw that out the window. But somehow, they're both as satisfying.

Your name is Windows. Why are you a flag?

Zombies have no memories of their former life. You wont see the undead trying to wash windows or do your taxes. All they know how to do is swarm and feed.

Deception sneaks in through the window of pride.

Wherever you have seen God pass, mark that spot, and go and sit in that window again.

Writing has been my window-flung wide open to this magnificent, chaotic existence-my way of interpreting everything within my grasp.

Yes, it is better to look from the window than not to look at all, but to look through the window cannot be compared to the windowless sky.

You can't get away, you can't escape. You'll jump through a plate-glass window several times and end up being right back in the spider's web.

You have a pre-conceived notion of what you want the scene to be, but once you get there, that goes out the window and it turns out to be a way that you never imagined.

You know,” Cecily said, “you really didn’t have to throw that man through the window.

You know the people who have the bumper stickers that say "Windows 95 = Mac '89"? These are the faithful, and I respect their faith, but I would like to respectfully point out that faith is dangerous. Religion kills.

You need diplomacy and not slogans. This is the place for wisdom, the place for seeking windows that will take you to the objective.

And then one day she left me. She left me as the pigeon leaves the window to fly in the wide blue sky.

A squirrel flies in," said Dr. Meescham. "This I did not expect at all. It is what I love about life, that things happen which I do not expect. When I was a girl in Blundermeecen, we left the window open for this very reason, even in the winter. We did it because we believed something wonderful might make its way to us through the open window. Did wonderful things find us? Sometimes yes, sometimes no. But tonight it has happened! Something wonderful!" Dr. Meescham clapped her hands. "A window has been left open. A squirrel flies in the window. The heart of an old woman rejoices!

A writer should be able to open a window or two for others to see the world and themselves in a new light. Anything less is just self–indulgence and intellectual masturbation.

Be informed here and now that incessant prayers does  not finger God to open the Windows of heaven. What God wants to see Is your passion towards success and your giving drive...nothing else!

Enlarge your windows till you will get a window where you can see the whole universe with one look!

Enlarge your windows till you get a window where you can see the whole universe with one look!

Fear leads to death as the window to the courtyard. Jump!

Falling asleep while the rain is clashing down on the window is nature’s best lullaby.

Her latest client is Professor Desmond Curnin, a university professor who teaches library sciences to large groups of students. He’s quick to pay on-time, quick to never fall behind. He’s a brown-haired man with an unkempt beard and thick-framed hipster glasses. He slides a leather briefcase stuffed with dollar bills into the open window of Geraldine’s car. “Your fly’s unzipped,” Geraldine points out, disgusted. “Who gave you a license to sell hot dogs, buddy?

FRIENDS Looking out the window, I see you looking in. You are the sunshine, That fills my soul.

From the same window, you keep seeing the same view!

He sat beside the window in the dark, with his eyes closed. Hearing to the sound of the rain. The whisky in his glass burnt his throat, while the smoke of his cigarette filled his lungs and the fire inside his heart consumed his soul slowly.

Hesitated don’t open a door, neither does a closed window for air.

If your face is being illuminated by your television or computer screen, then you should increase the illumination in your environment by moving closer to the window or by using filament light bulbs.

I barricaded myself and stared out the window, without seeing anything but my own unhappiness.

I looked into the display window this morning. On a white marble shelf are aligned innumerable boxes, packages, cornets of silver and gold paper, rosettes, bells, flowers, hearts, and long curls of multicolored ribbon. In glass bells and dishes lie the chocolates, the pralines, Venus's nipples, truffles, mendiants, candied fruits, hazelnut clusters, chocolate seashells, candied rose petals, sugared violets... Protected from the sun by the half-blind that shields them, they gleam darkly, like sunken treasure, Aladdin's cave of sweet clichés. And in the middle she has built a magnificent centerpiece. A gingerbread house, walls of chocolate-coated pain d'épices with the detail piped on in silver and gold icing, roof tiles of florentines studded with crystallized fruits, strange vines of icing and chocolate growing up the walls, marzipan birds singing in chocolate trees... And the witch herself, dark chocolate from the top of her pointed hat to the hem of her long cloak half-astride a broomstick that is in reality a giant guimauve, the long twisted marshmallows that dangle from the stalls of sweet-vendors on carnival days...

If you want the people to understand you, invite them to your life and let them see the world from your window!

I have noticed that the solar radiation reflections from rippled privacy windows cause greatly accelerated growth patterns in plants

It is proven that the glass in your environment may be able to affect your health.

I never cared much for machinery. I could not see into their complications or feel interested in them. . . In sweet June weather I would lean far out of the window, and try not to hear the unceasing clash of sound inside.

It's a huge disservice to classify all minds as either closed or open. I find the best minds are closed by openable windows.

It’s the beating of my heart. The way I lie awake, playing with shadows slowly climbing up my wall. The gentle moonlight slipping through my window and the sound of a lonely car somewhere far away, where I long to be too, I think. It’s the way I thought my restless wandering was over, that I’d found whatever I thought I had found, or wanted, or needed, and I started to collect my belongings. Build a home. Safe behind the comfort of these four walls and a closed door. Because as much as I tried or pretended or imagined myself as a part of all the people out there, I was still the one locking the door every night. Turning off the phone and blowing out the candles so no one knew I was home. ’cause I was never really well around the expectations of my personality and I wanted to keep to myself. and because I haven’t been very impressed lately. By people, or places. Or the way someone said he loved me and then slowly changed his mind.

On a cold winter day, the window of a warm house knows both the paradise inside and the hell outside! Any path knowing both the angel and the devil is the path of wisdom!

I will continue to exist in all these little moments. where we took the first dip of love and my heart skipped a beat. Our first walk, the first touch which burnt my soul, that first rain, the first kiss, the first comfortable silence between us. How many years may pass, Whenever I am sitting near the window and its raining or whenever I am sitting by a fireside and its cold, There will always be a piece of me which reminds me of you. It will stay in this moment forever.