Bay Window Quotes

#1. In our absence, the violet early evening light pours in the bay window, filling the still room like water poured into a glass. The glass is delicate. The thin, tight surface of the liquid light trembles. But it does not break. Time does not pass. Not yet.

Marya Hornbacher

#2. It was dark inside the apartment, the lights were dimmed completely and the sky outside the bay window was a starless void. It was as though the apartment itself existed within its own empty, inky black bubble.

Charles Hash

#3. I'm really looking forward to it, if you can imagine floating weightless, watching the world pour by through the big bay window of the space station playing a guitar; just a tremendous place to think about where we are in history.

Chris Hadfield

#4. I've always found it best to have a routine. I go to my study at the same time every day and climb into my bay window. I may not be inspired every day, but on the days I am, I need to be in place to write. If I'm not particularly inspired, I'll revise or do research or correspondence.

Diane Ackerman

#5. I liked the darkness, the dusty bay window, the view over the grey, muddy harbour and the towering cliffs beyond. How could I think of all that and dislike it, really, when in every nook and cranny I felt Peter's eyes peering out, watching me?

Ava Bloomfield

#6. Curling leaves and twining branches outside my bay window look like a Van Gogh in the starlight - there is a river out there somewhere

Jeffrey Rasley

#7. Of course I'm not going to look through the keyhole. That's something only servants do. I'm going to hide in the bay window.

Penelope Farmer

#8. It was raining heavily outside my window, April showers, keeping the current Michigan spring gloom at bay.

Justin Bog

#9. This Boston voice squeaking out its song. The yellow light goes out the window on the stubs of windy grass and black rocks. And down the wet steps by gorse stumps and rusty heather to the high water mark and diving pool. Where the seaweeds rise and fall at night in Balscaddoon Bay.

J.P. Donleavy

#10. It was said that the view through the open window above the urinal, straight across the Bay to the Silver Span, was the finest obtainable from such a position anywhere in the world, but today Philip kept his eyes down. Foreshortened, yes, definitely.

David Lodge

#11. The eye is the window of the soul, the mouth the door. The intellect, the will, are seen in the eye; the emotions, sensibilities, and affections, in the mouth. The animals look for man's intentions right into his eyes. Even a rat, when you hunt him and bring him to bay, looks you in the eye.

Hiram Powers

#12. A miracle happened. Right there and then, in amongst the lunchtime diners and tourists, with the sweeping views of San Francisco Bay outside the window and the sea lions making a racket on the wharf below, a miracle happened. And Samuel lost any hope of recovery. Lily laughed.

Lexxie Couper

#13. If it were not for respect for human opinions, I would not open my window to see the Bay of Naples for the first time, whilst I would go five hundred leagues to talk with a man of genius whom I had not seen.

Madame De Stael

#14. Ursula and Gudrun Brangwen sat one morning in the window-bay of their father's house in Beldover, working and talking.

D.H. Lawrence