“We're all like the little sailor. From the harbors we hear the strains of accordions and the murky soapy noises of the docks, from the mountains we receive the dish of silence that the shepherds eat, but we don't hear more than our own distances. And what distances without end and without doors and without mountains!” LittlesEndsSilenceDoorsMountainDistanceNoiseDishesStrainHarborsSailorShepherdsDocksAccordions Author:Federico Garcia Lorca
“The irrevocable Hand That opes the year's fair gate, doth ope and shut The portals of our earthly destinies; We walk through blindfold, and the noiseless doors Close after us, for ever. Pause, my soul, On these strange words - for ever - whose large sound Breaks flood-like, drowning all the petty noise Our human moans make on the shores of Time. O Thou that openest, and no man shuts; That shut'st, and no man opens - Thee we wait!” MenYearsHumansSoulHandsWaitingSoundWalksBreakDestinyDoorsStrangeFairsNoiseMy SoulTheeGatesShoreFloodPausesPettyDrowningPortalIrrevocableBlindfoldsFlood Likes Author:Dinah Maria Murlock Craik
“I used to think the reason I'd like to stop letting fear run my life was that it felt so bad to be afraid, and also that it was pointless - possibly wasted, if the feared thing never did materialize. But now that fear has packed its miserable bags and is running out the door, making slamming noises to call attention to itself, I begin to see how much room fear has occupied. What opportunity opens up!” IfsThinkingReasonRunningUsedOpportunityFeltFearRoomsAttentionDoorsNoiseMiserableBagsPointless Book:The Freedom of Being: At Ease with What Is Source: The Freedom of Being: At Ease with What Is
“My dad's been having a hard time lately. Keeps on losing his keys. Can't hang on to a set of keys to save his life. And he has tried everything too: little hook next to the door, little bowl next to his bed, keychain makes a noise when you whistle. Nothing worked. So finally, this year for his birthday, the whole family chipped in - and we put him in a home.” YearsLittlesHardWholeHomeNextDoorsKeysDadBedLosingMy DadNoiseHard TimesBowlsHookWhole FamilyHaving A Hard Time Author:Anthony Jeselnik
“When I lived in the city, I had learned to close my door against a lot of the noise, but when I open my door here, I'm not opening into the possibility that I'm going to run into somebody or be faced with a hundred choices about what I'm going to do, or which cafe I'm going to go to, or which way to distract myself.” WayRunningChoicesCitiesDoorsPossibilityHundredNoiseOpeningCafes Author:Dani Shapiro