“Man, I have had so much plastic surgery, I don't even recognize myself, sometimes. If I catch a glimpse in a window or something, I think it is someone else.” IfsThinkingMenSometimesWindowPlasticSurgeryGlimpsePlastic Surgery Author:Vince Neil
“I sometimes read about authors who say they require a perfectly silent room maintained at precisely 68 degrees, with trash bags taped over the windows and a white-noise machine in the corner to write, and I think, 'Who are these people, and do any of them have kids?” PeopleThinkingWritingSometimesKidsWhiteRoomsDegreesWindowMachinesSilentCornersNoiseBagsTrashWhite Noise Author:Jennifer Weiner
“Tell me, how can I live without my Husband any longer? This is my first awakening thought each morning, and as I watch the waves of the turbulent lake under our windows I sometimes feel I should like to go under them.” FeelsShouldFirstsSometimesWatchesMorningHusbandWindowWaveAwakeningLakesMy Husband Book:Mary Todd Lincoln: her life and letters Source: Mary Todd Lincoln: her life and letters
“Now the work of art also represents a state of final equilibrium, of accomplished order and maximum relative entropy, and there are those who resent it. But art is not meant to stop the stream of life. Within a narrow span of duration and space the work of art concentrates a view of the human condition; and sometimes it marks the steps of progression, just as a man climbing the dark stairs of a medieval tower assures himself by the changing sights glimpsed through its narrow windows that he is getting somewhere after all.” MenHumansArtSometimesStatesOrderDarkSpaceViewsStepsConditionsArt IsWindowSightMarkFinalsStreamsAccomplishedWorks Of ArtClimbingRelativeHuman ConditionTowersMaximumStairsMedievalProgressionResentEquilibriumDurationEntropy Book:Entropy and Art: An Essay on Disorder and Order Source: Entropy and Art: An Essay on Disorder and Order
“Reading Shakespeare is sometimes like looking through a window into a dark room. You don't see in. You see nothing but a reflection of yourself unable to see in. An unflattering image of yourself blind.” SometimesReadingDarkRoomsReflectionWindowBlindDark RoomReflection Of YourselfReading Shakespeare Author:Antony Sher
“Your street, rich street or poor Used to always be sure, on your street There's a place in your heart you know from the start Can't be complete outside of the street Keep moving on through the joy and the pain Sometimes you got to look back To the street again Would you prefer all those castles in Spain? Or the view of your street from your window pane?” KnowsLooksHeartSometimesPainMovingUsedJoyPoorViewsRichStreetsWindowSpainCastlesKeep MovingWindow Panes Author:Van Morrison
“I think that at the end of the day I'm drawn to a certain level of ambiguous storytelling that requires hard thought and work in the same way that the New York Times crossword puzzle does: Sometimes you just want to put it down or throw it out the window, but there's a real rewarding sense if you feel like you've cracked it.” IfsThinkingWayWantFeelsDoeRealEndsSometimesHardCertainLevelsNew YorkLike YouWindowStorytellingThe End Of The DayPuzzlesNew York TimesCrackedAmbiguousCrosswords Author:Damon Lindelof
“Sometimes, especially in the last six months, I still feel like going to the window and singing out all my troubles.” FeelsStillsSometimesLastsTroubleMonthsSixSingingWindowSix Months Author:Christina Aguilera
“It's a fine balance between design and the thing making itself happen. The stroke has to have complete precision to work. Sometimes I lose it on the exit. You can't fudge it. It ruins the whole thing.” The resulting figures are almost always contained within the rectangle. “It's less of a window if I keep it within the confines of the canvas, but there's almost always a drip that's an umbilical cord.” IfsSometimesWholeHappensLosesFiguresDesignFineBalanceWindowRuinsCanvasStrokesExitPrecisionCordsFudgeUmbilical CordRectangles Author:James Nares