I think we all suffer from acute blindness at times. Life is a constant journey of trying to open your eyes. I'm just beginning my journey, and my eyes aren't fully open yet.
The openness of rural Nebraska certainly influenced me. That openness, in a way, fosters the imagination. But growing up, Lincoln wasn't a small town. It was a college town. It had record stores and was a liberal place.
My father was a promoter of Fresh Fest, and they needed an opening act. He got me a slot as a dancer. We tried it out the first time in Atlanta and the crowd went crazy. I was the opening clown.
My door was open part of the time, and part of the time I tried to get a nap and their voices annoyed me, and I closed it. I kept it open in summer more or less, and closed in winter.
Anna: How did you get in here? Semyon: There are always open doors, Anna Ivanovna.
Little Boy: The wind opens the sea! The Blind One: God opens the sea with a blast of his nostrils!
[a door is sealed shut, causing Richter to lose Quaid] Richter: Open the goddamn door! Everett: I can't. Richter: Open it! Everett: They're all connected.
It was my dream that I had clenched in a fist of discontent and wouldn't release. But time had now pried every finger open. There is peace in an open and upraised hand that isn't grasping for anything.
Without my music, no doors would have opened, so I am forever grateful, and I am always going to be singing. But yeah, when the other doors open, why not walk through?
In true open source development, there's lots of visibility all the way through the development process.
Life is about the adventures you take and the memories you make. So travel often and live life with open eyes and an open heart.
If you open the eyes of a blind man he wants to go back to the darkness.
A vacant mind is open to all suggestions, as a hollow building echoes all sounds.
A vacant mind is open to all suggestions, as a hollow mountain returns all sounds.
The open house makes a good man of the thief.
Everyone is given the key to the gates of Heaven. The same key opens the gates of Hell.
For me, 30 days, it's already pretty good for ribeye or sirloin on the bone. I like my meat grass-fed and juicy. The French never age their meat more than two or three weeks.
If I could look like anyone, it would be Jamie Redknapp - even up close, he's amazing.
I don't feel like I have to be nationalistic French because I'm afraid of losing whatever. No, no, no, no. And also I don't think we are the best.
Italian is the language of song. German is good for philosophy and English for poetry. French is best at precision; it has a rigour to it.
The French are a smallish, monkey-looking bunch and not dressed any better, on average, than the citizens of Baltimore.
