Best 341 quotes in «window quotes» category

Looking out of a hospital window is different from looking out of any other. Somehow you do not see outside.

Maybe 50 or 60 percent of all divorces are predicated on someone's being physically unfit. Who wants to live with negativism? Love goes out the window.

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.

Mac OS is just as vulnerable as Microsoft Windows

Mac people use their computers; Windows people put up with their computers

Maybe I'll start from the initial idea, what motivated me to do that. In 1953, I had access to a tape recorder. Tape recorders were not widely available. There was no cassette tape back then. It was a Sears Roebuck tape machine. I put a microphone in the window and recorded the ambience.

Microsoft is unlawfully taking advantage of its Windows monopoly to protect and to extend that monopoly and undermine consumer choice.

Microsoft unapologetically will make sure ActiveX works best on Windows

Most of us live in artificial environments and then we go to work in artificial environments and the world becomes something that you see through a window.

Maturity is when all of your mirrors turn into windows.

Mondays are just like Sam from Clarissa Explains it All. They just show up through the damn window whenever the hell they feel like it.

My father was a very successful businessman, but he was ruined in the stock market crash. A big stockbroker jumped out the window and fell on his pushcart.

Money and power can liberate only if they are used to do so. They can imprison and inhibit more finally than barred windows and iron chains.

My favorite things in life are my children. If somebody wants to understand me, there's no better window into that than my children.

My mother was wonderfully out about her dementia. She would sort of - she would say to me, I came out to the window cleaner about having dementia. You know, I love the way that verb for coming out of the closet has now become so socially useful for all sorts of situations, like when you need to explain to the window cleaner that you don't know if you paid him or not.

most people come to know only one corner of their room, one spot near the window, one narrow strip on which they keep walking back and forth.

My favorite...continues to be Kevin Zraly's 'Windows on the World'.

My favorite optimist was an American who jumped off the Empire State Building, and as he passed the 42nd floor, the window washers heard him say, 'So Far, so good.'

Never trust a computer you can't throw out a window.

Nobody actually ever does this—escaping through a window.

My parents told me they were going to kill me at least a thousand times growing up. "I'm gonna kill you," and then they'd whack me on the side of the head or whatever. And "What's wrong with you?" And "I'm gonna lock you up," and "I'm gonna throw you out the window," and "I'm gonna kill you." You know, all these things that you say in the heat of a normal chaotic household.

My window fogs and this makes me feel like there is no world outside of the car.

No one sees life like you do, because you are no one. You change constantly, like the light outside the window.

Now, if someone wants to spit on me, I just roll up the window of my BMW 540i.

Now liberals compare their every riot, every traffic blockage, every Starbucks-window-smashing street protest to the civil rights movement -- which was only necessary because of them.

Now I still see those things but I'm completely over it. I threw negativity out the window and just live my life for me and my baby. Hopefully I inspire women to do the same in life, with whatever makes them happy.

Old habits cannot be thrown out the upstairs window. They have to be coaxed downstairs one step at a time.

One has, you know, a window of opportunity somewhere between zip and a hundred to solve, or understand, or penetrate, or appreciate, or come to terms with the conundrum of being, this amazing circumstance in which we find ourselves, both individually and collectively.

Nobody ever inferred from the multiple infirmities of Windows that Bill Gates was infinitely benevolent, omniscient, and able to fix everything.

Our memory is like a shop in the window of which is exposed now one, now another photograph of the same person. And as a rule the most recent exhibit remains for some time the only one to be seen.

One unrepaired broken window is a signal that no one cares, and so breaking more windows costs nothing.

Our very awareness is the window upon which reality presents itself.

People don't throw your bags out of windows because of lies; they throw them out because of the truth.

Part of the failure of the corporate media is that they don't dig out stories anymore. They are looking down from the top floors. Media work used to be something that was down on the ground level. Now they are looking out of the windows in the top suites, and they don't know what's going on out there. And then there are the corporate owners who don't want this stuff reported because if one town learns that the next town has defeated Wal-Mart or stopped sweatshop goods, then other towns are going to want to do the same thing.

On the whole, you can have a private life and be famous. But when milestones happen in your life like having children or getting married, privacy goes out of the window.

Poetry often enters through the window of irrelevance.

...primal people see the objects of this world not (or not only) as solid but as open windows to their divine source.

Personally, I've made myself a very small window of what I enjoy in this business, which is I love being a big part of the storytelling process.

People invite me to dinner not because I can cook, but because I like to clean up. I get immediate gratification from windex. Yes, I do windows.

Prose is like a window; fiction is like a door. But it is not uncommon that he who should come in through the door jumps in through the window.

Shakespeare is just some bloke who keeps ranting "what light trough yonder window breaks" its the moon for god sakes!

Sockets are the X windows of IO interfaces.

Some people are passionate about aisles, others about window seats.

She dries her eyes and bakes her pies and leaves 'em on the window sill

Sometimes, certain of God's blessings arrive by shattering all the windows. (Brida)

Still when it comes to finding fault we are fonder of windows than of mirrors.

Stop looking in the mirror and start looking out the window.

Sometimes sense hides behind walls. You must find a window and stick your head right in before you can see it.

She maintained a careful balance by her window, never allowing the men to come too close, never allowing them to stray too far.

That window is closing. . . . Now, the clock is ticking. . . . We're not going to have these talks just drag out in a stalling process. . . . We haven't given away anything - other than the opportunity for us to negotiate