Windowpane Quotes

Windowpane Quote of the day

I was the shadow of the waxwing slain/By the false azure in the windowpane.

While the novelist is banging on his typewriter, the poet is watching a fly in the windowpane.

Why did I become a writer? A bird's feather on my windowpane in winter and all at once there arose in my heart a battle of embers never to subside again.

Tricky the paths a long love might follow, like the spiral down twists of a raindrop on a windowpane.

He felt all at once like an ineffectual moth, fluttering at the windowpane of reality, dimly seeing it from outside.

It is also true that one can write nothing readable unless one constantly struggles to efface one's own personality. Good prose is like a windowpane.

Fate, Chance, God’s Will — we all try to account for our lives somehow. What are the chances that two raindrops, flung from the heavens, will merge on a windowpane? Gotta be Fate.

The uncertainty of our future is nothing more than a fog of breath on a windowpane.

So I sit there kicked my heels, thinking about New Orleans, and watching a morbid blue-bottle fly attempt to commit suicide by butting his head against the windowpane.