Window Quotes - Page 4

I think I've always been fine on stage - though I get nervous beforehand. But once I'm on stage, all of that goes out of the window.

A short story is what you see when you look out of the window.

Such a deep silence surrounds me, that I think I hear moonbeams striking on the windows.

When you're older and wiser a lot of the ego has gone out of the window.

My favorite pastime is staring out the window. When I go on tour, I can spend hours and hours just staring out the window, thinking about nothing. I love all that.

Love's easy to learn. It's like taking a risk. You set your mind on it and refuse to be afraid, and in no time you feel terrifically exhilarated and all your inhibitions fly out of the window.

Still when it comes to finding fault we are fonder of windows than of mirrors.

The view from the window, particularly if you enjoy neon, is extraordinary.

People everywhere love Windows.

Who decides what's in Windows? The customers who buy it.

Be ready for when your time comes, you will have that window of opportunity, so seize the moment and capitalise on it.

Now liberals compare their every riot, every traffic blockage, every Starbucks-window-smashing street protest to the civil rights movement -- which was only necessary because of them.

I believe that interpretation should be like a transparent glass, a window for the composer's music.

If Wenger had strengthened in the window, Arsenal could have been stronger

There will be time, there will be time To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet.

I stuck my head out the window and got arrested for mooning.

Money and power can liberate only if they are used to do so. They can imprison and inhibit more finally than barred windows and iron chains.

A window of opportunity for me usually involves a rock.

Microsoft is unlawfully taking advantage of its Windows monopoly to protect and to extend that monopoly and undermine consumer choice.

Every present moment will offer itself as a window onto eternity, a doorway to the infinite.

One must write poetry in such as way that if one threw the poem in a window, the pane would break.

Writing has been my window-flung wide open to this magnificent, chaotic existence-my way of interpreting everything within my grasp.

Like any well designed software product, Windows is designed, developed and tested as an integrated whole.

They say the eyes are the window to the soul.

And what is more generous than a window?