Quotes of: Window Keyword

We stay this way until twilight colours the window and the hour calls me home

Boy Meets Boy

Snow as fine and grainy as sugar covered the windows in and sifted off to the floor and did not melt.

On the Banks of Plum Creek

A brick could be used to build a house—or destroy it, one window at a time. 

Brick and Blanket Test in Brick City (Ocala) Florida

You don’t like what you see out your window, you put up a wall.

The Black Ice

I’m alone, stumbling through the city in the dark, trying not to let the night freeze my blood.

Boarded Window

Maybe eventually winter will finish our job for us and end the world in ice instead of blood.

Boarded Window

Outside the open window The morning air is all awash with angels.

Collected Poems, 1943-2004

Here in Cameroon, football is our leading political party. It's football alone that that unites us, it's football alone that brings us good things - football is the window into our country - so we don't mess around with it.

Roger Milla

...tethered to the ground by quotidian conversation. ... the window rosy with anemic November light.

The $60,000 Dog: My Life with Animals

The handless clock trying to hold the hour of death, salt in the last mouthful of water. The windows opaque with silence, silence stagnating in the wineglass.

Hydrologos

My advice for a person who's just fallen out of a skyscraper window is, Flap your arms...faster.

It Occurred to Me

Change is coming, she whispered to the bugs bouncing off her window. You can’t escape it.

Itsy's Ugly

..A hawk soared over our carriage, letting out a high, piercing cry of defiance, and I wanted to jump out of the window and fly with it

Kat, Incorrigible

Stop looking at the walls, look out the window.

The Ricky Gervais Show - First, Second and Third Seasons

There are no windows within the dark house of depression through which to see others, only mirrors.

Swing Low: A Life

He wanted to fuck her loudly on a hard bed with rain beating on the windows.

Mao II

Peace for Israel,” he said. “Is that possible?” I drew closer. “Yes, if we have peace with God first.

Michal's Window

the poet I saw once... but whose words have long been in my mind, windows of invincible candles...

The Neverfield: Poem

The wind crooned softly as it dusted the snow against the windows, wrapping them in a thick and fluffy cotton blanket.

Nadia's Song

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

Norwegian Wood

Souls are more important than stories, yes. But stories are a window to the soul. Without stories, the soul suffocates.

The Little Silkworm