A Wind In The Door Quotes

#1. Rushing, like wind through a door, and Karou was the door, and the wind was coming home, and she as also the wind. She was all: wind and home and door. She rushed into herself and was filled. She let herself in and was full.

Laini Taylor

#2. You are not my sunshine. Sorry. You're more like a gust of arctic wind that bursts in and blows out all the candles when the door cracks open.

Richelle E. Goodrich

#3. Who is the man who can call from the back door at night: "Here, Champion Alexander of Clane o' Wind-Holme! Here, Champion Alexander of Clane o' Wind-Holme"?

Westbrook Pegler

#4. Should I thank you for putting on pants?" Lorcan said, his voice no more than a midnight wind.
"I didn't want you to feel inadequate," Rowan replied, leaning against the roof door.

Sarah J. Maas

#5. The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees,
The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas,
The road was a ribbon of moonlight, over the purple moor,
And the highwayman came riding
Riding
riding
The highwayman came riding, up to the old inn-door.

Alfred Noyes

#6. I left the apartment without even bothering to close the door behind me. Once outside, I faced a world of buildings and faces that seemed strange and distant. I started to walk aimlessly, oblivious to the cold and the rain-filled wind that was starting to lash the town with the breath of a curse.

Carlos Ruiz Zafon

#7. And in the town too were innumerable white cantinhas, where one could drink forever on credit, with the door open and the wind blowing.

Malcolm Lowry

#8. When we are able to let go of the worry, let it float away like a feather in the wind, we free ourselves of further burden and open the door to all that is right for us.

Charles F. Glassman

#9. The sloshing of their hooves in the paddy field that I heard thirty yards away, my car door open for the breeze, the haunting sound I was caught within as if creatures of magnificence were undressing and removing their wings

Michael Ondaatje

#10. They've never known a time when people drank rain water because it was pure, or could eat snow, or swim in any river or brook. The last time I drove to Washington the traffic was so bad that I could have made better time with a horse.

Madeleine L'Engle

#11. While a few pertinent points have to be marked, the general impression I desire to convey is of a side door crashing open in life's full flight, and a rush of roaring black time drowning with its whipping wind the cry of lone disaster.

Vladimir Nabokov

#12. Starting a novel is opening a door on a misty landscape; you can still see very little but you can smell the earth and feel the wind blowing.

Iris Murdoch

#13. Late at night when the wind is still I'll come flying through your door, And you'll know what love is for. I am a bluebird, I'm a bluebird ...

Paul McCartney

#14. A wind with a wolf's head
Howled about our door,
And we burned up the chairs
And sat upon the floor.

Edna St. Vincent Millay

#15. How can we make sure we wind up behind the right door when the going gets tough? The answer is: craftsmanship.

Robert C. Martin

#16. The studio was filled with the rich odour of roses, and when the light summer wind stirred amidst the trees of the garden, there came through the open door the heavy scent of the lilac, or the more delicate perfume of the pink-flowering thorn.

Oscar Wilde

#17. The wind bent to her will. She spun in place, starting for the door. She had to find Aldrik and tell him.

Elise Kova

#18. The furtive closing of a door is a sound the wind can make a dozen times in an hour. A flow of damp air from the lake can make any house feel empty. Such currents pull one's dreams after them, and one's own dread is always mirrored upon the dread that inheres in things.

Marilynne Robinson

#19. When I was a boy, my older brothers listened to Earth, Wind & Fire and Kool and the Gang. When I would try to get into their room, they would close the door and say, 'You can't hear that. It's not for a child!' Now, I can listen to it and enjoy it.

Omar Sy

#20. It's doors I'm afraid of because I can't see through them, its the door opening by itself in the wind I'm afraid of.

Margaret Atwood

#21. We are Christians and Catholics not because we worship a key, but because we have passed a door; and felt the wind that is the trumpet of liberty blow over the land of the living.

G.K. Chesterton

#22. A door jumps
out from shadows,
then jumps away. This
is what I've come to find:
the back door, unlatched.
Tooled by insular wind, it
slams and slams
without meaning
to and without meaning.

Li-Young Lee

#23. It was as if he had just seen a door open to another place, somewhere worlds away where hanged men blew in the wind at every crossroads, where witches shrieked overhead in the night.

Neil Gaiman

#24. Heed no nightly noises! for nothing passes door and window here save moonlight and starlight and the wind off the hill-top.

J.R.R. Tolkien

#25. What, nephew, said the king, is the wind in that door?

Thomas Malory

#26. When love, that dandelion fluff, that always comes and goes with the first wind thread, will pass on to your door, then you will know you met me ...

Octavian Paler

#27. My love for you won't stop with my leaving. Come an evening over the years, when you step outside your door and hear the wind blowing through the cottonwoods, that'll be me, thinking of you, whispering your name, and loving you.

Penelope Williamson

#28. ..The secrets started when the maid told her friend, the maid next door who told her Mistres, who told the across the street neighbor and soon the tongues were wagging like flags in the wind....

David Fulmer

#29. A gust of wind doesn't suddenly bang a door open. A clock doesn't chime. The phone doesn't ring. Yet in the next instant the stillness breaks as if it is crystal.

Larry Watson

#30. What... is the wind in that door?

Thomas Malory

#31. The cafe door opened. A young man in dusty white leathers entered, and the wind blew in empty crisp packets and newspapers and ice cream wrappers in with him. They danced around his feet like excited children, then fell exhausted to the floor.

Neil Gaiman