windows Quotes

“For there again, against the glass ... was the hideous author of our woe — the white face of damnation.”

“What a lark! What a plunge! For so it had always seemed to her, when, with a little squeak of the hinges, which she could hear now, she had burst open the French windows and plunged at Bourton into the open air.”

″‘I don’t know that you aren’t. I connect you with a view — a certain type of view. Why shouldn’t you connect me with a room?’ She reflected a moment, and then said, laughing: ‘Do you know that you’re right? I do. I must be a poetess after all. When I think of you it’s always as in a room. How funny!’ To her surprise, he seemed annoyed. ‘A drawing-room, pray? With no view?’ ‘Yes, with no view, I fancy. Why not?’ ‘I’d rather,’ he said reproachfully, ‘that you connected me with the open air.‘”

“If all the lights in her son’s house were out, she opened his bedroom window, crawled across the floor, and looked up over the side of his bed. If that great big man was really asleep she picked him up and rocked him back and forth, back and forth, back and forth.”

“Every time the light shines through the window we built, or any window at all, you’ll know I’m right there with you, okay? That’s going to be me. I’ll be the light in the window.”

“I stand in front of my window and imagine myself a fearless knight, imagine myself a witch who hid her heart in her finger and then chopped her finger off.”

“Sometimes I feel like I’ve got my nose pressed up against the window of a bakery, only I’m the bread.”

“He spent his days as he wanted: He wandered through the rooms of the castle, staring dreamily at the light streaming in through the stained-glass windows. He went to the library and read over and over again the story of the fair maiden and the knight who rescued her. And he discovered, finally, the source of the honey-sweet sound. The sound was music.”

“He made a big building full of windows. He made lots of buildings full of windows. He made a whole city full of windows. But none of the windows was his window. ”

“None of the windows was his window.”

“He remembered where his bedroom window was, when there was a moon. It was always right around the moon. And then Harold made his bed.”

″ And a FINDOW in my WINDOW. And a NOOK GASE in my BOOK CASE.”

“Twice he came back from the window, wanting to kiss his mother, but he feared the delight of it might waken her...”

“Toad looked out of his window. ‘These messy leaves have covered everything,’ said Toad. He took a rake out of the closet. ‘I will run over to Frog’s house. I will rake all of his leave. Frog will be very pleased.’ “

“She forgot that she had a cat flap. She wanted to go back into the house, but she couldn’t remember how. In the end she sat outside the kitchen window and meowed until someone let her in.”

“Once there lived in the village a cat whose name was Mowzer. She had an old cottage with a window overlooking the harbour, an old rocking chair with patchwork cushions and an old fisherman named Tom.”

“The Great Storm-Cat is stirring, thought Mowzer as she watched at her window. The wind whined like a wild thing about the high headlands. It came hunting the fishing boats in their hidden harbours. When the Great Storm-Cat is howling, thought Mowzer, it is best to stay snug indoors by a friendly fire. “

“But then Mrs MacNally’s Maureen had a very good idea. She ran to ask the window cleaner, who was working up the street, if he would bring his ladder and climb up to the bathroom window. And, of course, when the window cleaner heard about Alfie he came hurrying along with his ladder as quickly as he could.”

“Mrs MacNally’s Maureen was a big girl. Right away she came and joined Mum and Annie Rose and Mrs MacNally on the top step. ‘Mmm, might have to break a window,’ she said. ‘But I’ll try to climb up the drain-pipe first, if you like.’ “

“Klara, do you think once we’re in the window, we’ll receive so much goodness we’ll never get short again?”

“It was a window into another world. Into a capitalist world. It all seemed so different, so amazing, so…abundant.”

“I note the window I must have climbed out of, since it’s the only one with roof access. For some reason, I expected it to be higher, and I’m embarrassed. Like it’s an insult to my manliness that such a puny fall scrambled my brains.”

“She pulled off her covers and stood on her bed so she could look out the window. She saw a moth bumping against the window. Bump and thump. His wings smacked the glass.”

″...when I caught sight of the Casermette. A few of these narrow row houses were lived in, with small, well-kept gardens full of roses. But in most of them, the windows had been barred for years and there were brambles outside, not roses. ”

“Rapunzel had magnificent long hair, fine as spun gold, and when she heard the voice of the enchantress she unfastened her braided tresses, wound them round one of the hooks of the window above, and then the hair fell twenty ells down, and the enchantress climbed up by it.”

″...when they approached the little house they saw that it was built of bread and covered with cakes, but that the windows were of clear sugar.”

“There was a light in one window that looked friendly. As long as he could see that, Diamond did not feel quite alone or lonely. But all at once, the light went almost out. Then indeed, he felt that it was dreadful to be out in the night alone, when every body else was gone to bed! That was more than he could bear and it was not strange that he burst out crying.”

″ ‘I hate winter,’ said Griselda, pressing her cold little face against the colder window-pane, ‘I hate winter, and I hate lessons. I would give up being a person in a minute if I might be a-a-what would I best like to be? Oh yes, I know - a butterfly. Butterflies never see winter and they certainly never have any lessons or any kind of work to do. I hate must-ing to do anything.”

″ ‘Child!’ said the cuckoo, suddenly changing his tone, ‘you are very foolish. Is a kind thought or action ever wasted? Can your eyes see what such good seeds grow into? They have wings, Griselda- kindness have wings and roots, remember that- wings never droop and roots never die. What do you think I came and sat outside your window for?’ ”

“It was his solemn duty to appear in the corridor once a week, and to gibber from the large oriel window on the first and third Wednesdays in every month, and he did not see how he could honourably escape from his obligations. It is quite true that his life had been very evil, but, upon the other hand, he was most conscientious in all things connected with the supernatural.”

“If a board falls off the wall Rob nails a sign over the hole. A window got broken once and he replaced it with a milk bar window. He fixes things in his own way.”

“The blackness grew grey and paler grey, and miles and miles of monotonous gum samplings lay between the train and the sky. Up burst the sun, and the world grew soft and rosy like a baby waked from sleep. Then the grey gathered again, the pink, quivering lights faded out, and the rain came down - torrents of it, beating against the shaking window-glass, whirled wildly ahead by a rough morning wind, flying down from the mountains.”

“The Little House was very sad and lonely. Her paint was cracked and dirty... Her windows were broken and her shutters hung crookedly. She looked shabby...”

“Tom had been preparing himself to play the grateful guest; but- ‘But there are bars across the bottom of the window!’ he burst out. ‘This is a nursery! I’m not a baby!‘”

″‘You’ll have to lend Yates the money, sir,’ said Charlie Muswell. ‘He’s broke.’ ‘Not as broke as the window,’ said Mr. Robertson.”

“Susan found it difficult not to believe that most things were alive. She thought the windows of houses were eyes, and she was particularly fond of cottages in Scatterbrook because they nearly all had thatched eyebrows.”

“Time to Rise A birdie with a yellow bill Hopped upon the window sill, Cocked his shining eye and said: ‘Ain’t you ‘shamed, you sleepy-head!’ ”