Top 100 Window The Quotes
#1. His eyes shifted out the window. The breeze whipped by, blowing a food wrapper across the lawn outside the window. That wrapper had the right idea. Float, run, get away from the school.
Patrick Reuman
#2. I can see myself as a very old man in a terrific wheelchair. Only, I won't be photographing the tree outside my window, the way Steichen did. I'll be photographing other old people.
Richard Avedon
#3. Poetry is my understanding with the world, my intimacy with things, my participation in what is real, my engagement with voices and images. This is why a poem speaks not of ideal life but of actual life: the angle of a window; the reverberation of streets, cities, rooms; shadows along a wall.
Sophia De Mello Breyner Andresen
#4. So, what are you?"
"What I am is someone who doesn't want you to jump out of the window. The rest are details.
Cassandra Clare
#5. When you look at a beautiful view from a window, the beautiful view also looks at you from the same window! But the window looks at both you and the view! Wise man is the window itself; he looks at everywhere!
Mehmet Murat Ildan
#6. This guy in high school tried to run me over with his dad's SUV.
Bad shoved the vehicle through a store window. The memory brought a smile to
my face.
Darynda Jones
#7. The role of television is the illusion of company, noise. I call it the fifth wall and the second window: the window of illusion.
Mumia Abu-Jamal
#8. My wife went into the butchers and said: "You've a sheep's head in your window." The butcher said: "That's a mirror."
Frank Carson
#9. Matt rested his head against the bus window, the vibration working like a strange massage.
Harlan Coben
#10. Excuse me? Do you mind if I sit next to you? This spot has the best view of ... " I glanced out the window. "The ... gravel roof.
Cindi Madsen
#11. Jackie's good arm was out the window, the sandy air tickling her skin with hundreds of inconsequential stings, a tangible Morse code saying something meaningless. Jackie
Joseph Fink
#12. When I get to my room, the first thing I do is punch the button that operates the blind over the window. The room dims. Good. I want darkness. ~Amy
Beth Revis
#13. There were no other cars on the road. Just the sound of the wind, and the motor idling, and through his open window, the faint clicking sounds of Roger making another mix. I closed my eyes and let the wind whip my hair around my face, letting out a breath I hadn't known I'd been holding.
Morgan Matson
#14. How terrible it must be not to see and feel beauty ... I'm so glad I can find happiness in all lovely little things ... It seems to me that every time I look out of a window the world gives me a gift.
L.M. Montgomery
#15. In a study of over 15,000 classical music compositions, the more pieces a composer produced in a given five-year window, the greater the spike in the odds of a hit.
Adam M. Grant
#16. I felt my own self-sufficiency, my own Walden Pond, seeping out of me as if I'd sprung a leak. Self soaked into everything around me - the floor, the walls, the one window, the grass. The words on the page.
Olivia Sudjic
#17. Everything that was broken has
forgotten its brokenness. I live
now in a sky-house, through every
window the sun. Also your presence.
Our touching, our stories. Earthy
and holy both. How can this be, but
it is. Every day has something in
it whose name is Forever.
Mary Oliver
#18. The light works," he said, indicating the window, "the gravity works," he said, dropping a pencil on the floor. "Anything else we have to take our chances with.
Douglas Adams
#19. Everything happens at the open window, the portal into another world. Our experience of life depends upon whether we stay the safe side of the window or have the courage to go through." The Beautiful Dance of Life.
Princess Mazzaloulou
#20. A slight but perceptible wave seemed to roll beneath the floor; then it sank; then another came, more perceptible. Lights slid right across the uncurtained window. The ship gave a loud melancholy moan.
Virginia Woolf
#21. Reality went out the window the moment we started mediating sensory input through a nervous system. You want to actually perceive the universe directly, without any stupid scribbles or model-building? Become a protozoan.
Peter Watts
#22. Outside my window, the British public traded crack, slept with itself for money, and fought drunken battles it couldn't remember in the morning.
Hugh Laurie
#23. I love to be alone with life. I love to study simple things: the light as it filters in a window; the music of a room full of people chatting; a horizon.
Jewel
#24. All Daenerys wanted back was the big house with the red door, the lemon tree outside her window, the childhood she had never known.
George R R Martin
#25. Kid, you've got to know that parking and making out isn't allowed, especially this time of night."
"We're trying to sleep, not make out. We're on a road trip."
"Is that so?" he said slowly and tapped his flashlight to the window. "The fogged up windows beg to differ.
Shelly Crane
#26. Willie Nelson once said that sometimes, you have to either write a song or you kick your foot through a window. The third option , I suppose , is that you write a book.
Matt Haig
#27. It was a beautiful Indian summer morning and perfect for savoring a few extra minutes in bed. There was a breeze blowing through my bedroom window; the air was as crisp as a bite of a fresh red apple.
Nancy B. Brewer
#28. And he is enchanted by the beauty of small things: hot coffee, wind through an open window, the tapping of rain, a passing bicycle, the desolation of snow on a winter's day.
Simon Van Booy
#29. Was that what childhood was? Things rushing by out a window, the trees connected by motion, going too fast for him to notice the consequences?
Tom Franklin
#30. Still, now and then they seemed to be holding behind them the surprising, the magic vistas of childhood - the sudden snow at night, whirling and furring without sound against the window; the full moon and all its shadows on the lawn; the Christmas sleigh and reindeer in the sky.
Rosamond Lehmann
#31. I write in an old-school paneled study in the middle of a large farmhouse in rural Iowa. I have pine floors, a big cherry desk, and a small window. The room is cluttered with papers and books and gifts from friends.
Dean Bakopoulos
#32. The ocean pulsed outside our window. The sound of the waves crashing on the rocks below usually calmed me down, but the fear and chaos that were tangled in my mind made that an impossibility.
Chelsie Shakespeare
#33. In the way our world is, everybody shoulder to shoulder, people knowing everything about you at first glance, a good veil is your tinted limousine window. The unlisted number for your face. Behind a good veil, you could be anyone.
Chuck Palahniuk
#34. I washed walls, polished door knobs and the tiny window. The scales and stench of defeat floated into the pail's dirty water. The
Maya Angelou
#35. Through the small tall bathroom window the December yard is gray and scratchy, the tree calligraphic.
Dave Eggers
#36. [She] smiles, too, and eats and drinks, and is happy, and outside the kitchen window the wind blows and the world shifts and crumbles and rearranges itself, and time goes on.
Margaret Atwood
#37. Sometimes you feel so much that common sense goes out the window. The important thing moving forward is that you're making the best decisions. Everyone has an error in judgment every now and again.
Heidi McLaughlin
#38. Globalization by the way of McDonald's and KFC has captured the hearts, the minds, and from what I can see through the window, the growing bellies of the folks here.
Raquel Cepeda
#39. A house is never still in darkness to those who listen intently; there is a whispering in distant chambers, an unearthly hand presses the snib of the window, the latch rises. Ghosts were created when the first man awoke in the night.
James M. Barrie
#40. A BMS hears hoofbeats outside his window, the first thing he thinks of is a zebra
Samuel Shem
#41. The sky was always full of birdsong and evening smells, piano music from a window, the stone buildings glowing against the blue, like cream poured over something tart and hot.
Olivia Sudjic
#42. Everything seems different at night. Defined. Beyond the window, the world is full of shadows, all pressed together in harsh relief, somehow sharper than they ever were in daylight.
Sounds seem sharper,too, at night. A whistle. A crack. A child's whisper.
Victoria Schwab
#43. When I'm writing, I like to seal everything off and face the wall, not to look outside the window. The only way out is through the sentences.
E.L. Doctorow
#44. Anytime the perfume of orange and lemon groves wafts in the window; the human body has to feel suffused with a languorous well-being.
Frances Mayes
#45. 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
#46. There was a village watercolour society and they'd come and paint in my field. I watched them from the window, the way they would struggle this way and that to find the perfect moment. God has made every angle on that beautiful, and I felt that tremendously.
Nicolas Roeg
#47. And now, at dusk, outside my window, the trees shake their heads like disco dancers in the strobe lights of nightlife long ago.
Martin Amis
#48. The most conspicuous thing about suffering is, as W.H. Auden once observed, its banality. The day is green, the sun is shinging, someone is eating, or opening a window, the torturer's horse is scatching its innocent behind on a tree, and in a mere second someone we love is dead.
Michael Jackson
#49. Gregor's glance then turned to the window. The dreary weather - the
rain drops were falling audibly down on the metal window
ledge - made him quite melancholy.
Franz Kafka
#50. As a sick kid, I always looked out the window. The objects of my observation were the sun, the seasons, the wind, crazy people, and my grandfather's death. During my long period of observation, I felt that something like poems were filling up my body.
Kim Hyesoon
#51. The falling leaves drift by the window The autumn leaves of red and gold ... I see your lips, the summer kisses The sunburned hands, I used to hold Since you went away, the days grow long And soon I'll hear ol' winter's song. But I miss you most of all my darling, When autumn leaves start to fall.
Johnny Mercer
#52. Now, smile-if you still can.
This is your zygomatic major muscle. Each contraction pulls your flesh apart the way tiebacks hold open the drapes in your living room window. The way cables pull aside a theater curtain, your every smile is an opening night. A premiere. You unveiling yourself.
Chuck Palahniuk
#53. When the life left a person, it wasn't by degrees. It was instant, like someone pulling down a shade on a window. The
Jodi Picoult
#54. A pungent smell of manure blew in the window. "The odor of these Scottish wildflowers is astonishing," Edie said,
Eloisa James
#55. A traffic policeman stops Sister Bridget for speeding. She pulls into the side of the road and winds down her window. The officer walks round and starts undoing his fly. "Oh dear," she says, "Not the breathalyser again."
Frank Carson
#56. One must write poetry in such as way that if one threw the poem in a window, the pane would break.
Daniil Kharms
#57. I shifted in my chair as Dad waited for a response. He seemed determined, his resolve unwavering. This would take tact. Prudence. Possibly Milk Duds.
"Are you psychotic?" I asked, realizing my plan to charm and bribe him if need be flew out the window the minute I opened my mouth.
Darynda Jones
#58. While outside the window, the raindrops pitter pattered on leaves that shivered and sparkled, inside we made love for the first time!
Avijeet Das
#59. Crime was like litter tossed on the highway: once it was shoved out the window the only ones who cared were the ones close to where it landed.
Rebecca Forster
#60. It was chilly weather. Through the window the rays of the sun touched my feet, and the slight warmth was very welcome. It was almost eight o'clock, and the early pedestrians were returning home with their heads covered.
Rabindranath Tagore
#61. The end is near. I hear a noise at the door, as of some immense slippery body lumbering against it. It shall not find me. God, that hand! The window! The window!
H.P. Lovecraft
#62. The message being sent out by a broken window-the perception it invites-is that the owener of this building and the people of the community around it don't care if this window is broken: They have given up, and anarchy reigns here. Do as you will, because nobody cares.
Michael Levine
#63. Dumbledore turned back to look out of the fiery window; the sun was now a ruby red glare along the horizon.
J.K. Rowling
#64. He looks up, sees me in the window, and jumps a little. Good. Let him think I'm a weird Mexican place mat ghost.
Anna Breslaw
#65. At two o'clock in the morning, if you open your window and listen,
You will hear the feet of the Wind that is going to call the sun.
And the trees in the Shadow rustle and the trees in the moonlight glisten,
And though it is deep, dark night, you feel that the night is done.
Rudyard Kipling
#66. You know you're down and out when Okies laugh at you,' she said. With our garbage bag taped window, our tied down hood, and art supplies strapped to the roof, we'd out-Okied the Okies.
Jeannette Walls
#67. In her dream, a large owl perches outside the window, staring at her through the glass with huge, white-rimmed eyes.
Rick Yancey
#68. 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
#69. Irena went to the window to savor the freedom of solitude.
Milan Kundera
#70. King Cygnus dozed in his chair, and a dark shadow curled up in the window seat. That dark shadow happened to have a name, which happened to be Darcy; but nobody really notices dark shadows, even named ones. They have a habit of lurking about. People learn to ignore them after a while.
Emma Clifton
#71. MY SECRET IDENTITY IS
The room is empty,
And the window is open
Charles Simic
#72. Preferably, the window should be north facing, as this will give you the most light and the most even light at any given time of day.
James Carren
#73. If you're driving your car and someone winds the window down and gives you the finger and calls you an asshole, instead of giving him the finger back and calling him an asshole back, you just pull a funny face, and he doesn't know how to react to that, because you're using different rules.
Steve Coogan
#74. Mary became the window of heaven, for God through her poured the True Light upon the world; the
John Henry Newman
#75. Crammed among the stacks of books in his room, the author treated literature as if each book were a window in a city of unstable skyscrapers, and he was the window-washer tasked with the impossible job of cleaning them all. - From "Pageturner" in 365 Tomorrows
Joseph Patrick Pascale
#76. When I have run out of words to copy, I look out the window at this strange place called India. Inside the train, the people around me are snoring. I don't understand how they can close their eyes when there is so much to see.
Patricia McCormick
#77. If there's one thing I can't bear, it's when hundreds of old men come creeping in through the window in the middle of the night and throw all manner of garbage over me. I can't bear that.
Peter Cook
#80. I had a weird one a few years ago when I woke up one night, went to the window and saw a girl sitting on the kerb across the road just staring at me. Freaky. We get nice gifts for the kids too. And I've had naughty things. Let's say objects.
Peter Andre
#81. This couldn't be just a lake. No real water was ever blue like that. A light breeze stirred the pin-cherry tree beside the window, ruffled the feathers of a fat sea gull promenading on the pink rocks below. The breeze was full of evergreen spice.
Dorothy Maywood Bird
#82. Things began to come together, and I went from speaking like an evil baby to speaking like a hillbilly. "Is thems the thoughts of cows?" I'd ask the butcher, pointing to the calves' brains displayed in the front window.
David Sedaris
#83. I'm happy I found an apartment where outside the window is the wide expanse of a roof. That feeling of the breeze, the alchemy of the cigarettes and the alcohol, those together are like a wormhole furrowed through my brain.
Rob Hart
#84. - and there, on the table under her bedroom window, lies the voice that has set her dreaming again. Fragments of a life lived a long, long time ago. Across a hundred years the woman's voice speaks to her - so clearly that she cannot believe it is not possible to pick up her pen and answer.
Ahdaf Soueif
#85. Bad news doesn't hurt as much, if you hear it in good company. It's like, if somebody pushes you out of a 5th floor window and you bounce off an awning, a car roof, and a pile of plastic garbage bags before you smash onto the pavement, you've got a pretty good chance of surviving.
Patricia Gaffney
#86. None of us is fully able to perceive the truth that shines through another person's window, nor the falsehood that we may perceive as truth. Thus, we can easily mistake another's good for evil, and our own evil for good.
Forrest Church
#87. Romance takes place in the middle distance. Romance is looking in at yourself through a window clouded with dew. Romance means leaving things out: where life grunts and shuffles, romance only sighs.
Margaret Atwood
#88. There'll always be Christmas as long as a light
Glows in the window to guide folks at night,
As long as a star in the heavens above,
Keeps shining down ... there'll be Christmas and love.
Edna Jaques
#90. God have pity on the smell of gasoline
which finds its way like an arm
through a car window,
more human than kerosene,
more unctuous, more manly.
S. Jane Sloat
#91. The trees come up to my window like the yearning voice of the dumb earth
Rabindranath Tagore
#92. She looked out the window; in her eyes was the light that you see only in children arriving at a new place, or in young people still open to new influences, still curious about the world because they have not yet been scarred by life.
Orhan Pamuk
#93. A fresh spiderweb
billowing
like a spinnaker
across the open window
and here he is
the little master
sailing by
on a thread of milk
wish me luck
admiral
I haven't finished anything
in a long time
Leonard Cohen
#94. When one door closes another one is supposed to open but, if it doesn't you can always climb out the window
Umknown
#95. Sense is apt to fly out of the window when a girl falls in love.
Elizabeth Aston
#96. I remember I was so depressed I was going to jump out a window on the tenth floor; they sent a priest up to talk to me and he said, ' On your mark ... '
Rodney Dangerfield
#97. I love the theater of the mind because you can go anywhere. You can say anything, and you pull people in. [You] can be jumping out of a window or riding a cow or having bubble-wrap sex or spraying your body with Pam and sliding out of your chair.
Harland Williams
#98. Through the window of my soul and the mirror of my mind, I was looking for the beauty of my life. I could not find it, but I found it in the glint of a dew drop at the edge of a dancing leaf.
Debasish Mridha
#99. My job as an actor is to cover and expose in varying allowance that - so that the audience can peek through the window to the people I create.
Lorraine Toussaint
#100. Well, you can go ahead and hang your head out the car window if you feel like it."
Luke laughed. "I'm a werewolf, not a golden retriever."
-Clary & Luke, pg.415-
Cassandra Clare
