“In the Church, and in the journey of faith, women have had and still have a special role in opening doors to the Lord.” StillsChurchLordRolesDoorsJourneySpecialOpeningOpening Doors Author:Pope Francis
“I'm still an athlete, I'm still a stockbroker, I'm still an actor. I think of it as more of an opening of new doors than an actual transition. I enjoy all of those things, which is why they remain a part of my life.” ThinkingStillsActorsEnjoyDoorsAthleteOpeningTransitionStockbrokers Author:Brian J. White
“You see, even though back then Barack was a Senator and a presidential candidate... to me, he was still the guy who'd picked me up for our dates in a car that was so rusted out, I could actually see the pavement going by through a hole in the passenger side door... he was the guy whose proudest possession was a coffee table he'd found in a dumpster, and whose only pair of decent shoes was half a size too small.” StillsGuyFoundSidesHalfDoorsCarTablesShoesSizePossessionCoffeeHolesBarackPresidentialCandidatesDecentPairsSenatorsPassengersPavementPresidential CandidateDumpstersSimple Guy Author:Michelle Obama
“My oh my, think of what you're going to be like when you have your completely Heavenly body that can do all the things you can do now and more, including flying and floating and appearing and disappearing and walking through walls and locked doors and having marvelous supernatural miraculous powers of defense and judgement upon your enemies, protection for your friends, and to be able to help the poor humans that are still living on Earth during the Millennium to learn more about the Lord and love Him and serve Him even as you do.” ThinkingHumansStillsHelpingBodyAbleEarthCan DoPoorLordEnemyDoorsWallWalkingAnd LoveIncludingProtectionDefenseDisappearFlyingJudgementHeavenlyLockedMarvelousFloatingMiraculousLiving OnAppearingMillenniumHelp The PoorHeavenly BodiesLocked Doors Author:David Berg
“Late at night when the wind is still I'll come flying through your door, And you'll know what love is for. I am a bluebird, I'm a bluebird...” KnowsStillsNightLove IsDoorsWindLateFlyingBluebird Author:Paul McCartney
“I kind of miss that "becoming" stage, as most times you really don't know what's around the corner. Now, of course, I've kind of knocked on the door and heard a muffled answer. Nevertheless, I still don't know what the voice is saying, or even what language it's in.” KnowsKindStillsCoursesLanguageVoiceAnswersDoorsHeardStageMissingBecomingCornersNeverthelessAround The Corner Author:David Bowie
“But then life is never neat, it is made up of doors and trapdoors. You move down baroque corridors, and even when you think you know which door to open, you still need to have the courage to choose.” ThinkingKnowsNeedsMadeStillsMovingLife IsDoorsNeatCorridorsYou Think You KnowBaroque Book:Submergence Source: Submergence
“Through the window I can see Rooks above the cherry-tree, Sparrows in the violet bed, Bramble-bush and bumble-bee, And old red bracken smoulders still Among boulders on the hill, Far too bright to seem quite dead. But old Death, who can't forget, Waits his time and watches yet, Waits and watches by the door.” StillsI CanSeemsWaitingForgetWatchesDoorsTreeBedRedWindowHillsBeesVioletCherriesSparrowsBouldersCherry TreesBumble Bee Book:Complete Poems Source: Complete Poems
“Those who are gone, you have. Those who departed loving you, love you still; and you love them always. They are not really gone, those dear hearts and true; they are only gone into the next room; and you will presently get up and follow them, and yonder door will close upon you, and you will be no more seen.” LoveHeartStillsNextRoomsGoneDoorsLove YouDearGet UpLoving YouDepartedStill Love YouDear Heart Book:Roundabout Papers: Easyread Large Bold Edition Source: Roundabout Papers: Easyread Large Bold Edition
“I still like to see that a man opens the door. I like those touches of chivalry that are fast disappearing. If I sound old-fashioned, it's because I'm as old as I am! But it's just polite.” IfsMenStillsSoundDoorsDisappearPoliteOld FashionedChivalry Author:Betty White