Who decides what's in Windows? The customers who buy it.
Where ever I am I always find myself looking out the window wishing I was somewhere else.
If one door closes and another does not open, try climbing thru a window, either way, make your way in.
Unhappiness comes from mirrors. Happiness comes from windows.
If you clean it up, get analytical, all the subtle joy and emotion you felt in the first place goes flying out the window.
The window is closing.
Everything is up for grabs, everything is relative. Except nothing is if you are serious about it because the moment you become serious about answering a question you have a stake in it. Relatively goes out of the window, in one sense because you're putting your a** out there - you are depending on the answer, you need the answer.
There are possibilities that dreams are our little windows upon a parallel timeline.
I used to think marriage was a plate-glass window just begging for a brick.
One has, you know, a window of opportunity somewhere between zip and a hundred to solve, or understand, or penetrate, or appreciate, or come to terms with the conundrum of being, this amazing circumstance in which we find ourselves, both individually and collectively.
God knows there certainly ought to be a window around here somewhere, for all of us.
You just have to throw fear out the window. If there's anything that's going to hold you back, it's fear.
Godspell was a good leap for me, it was a good shop window.
Sharing a bit of yourself, opening a window into your own world, is a good place to begin.
Windows 95 was a nice milestone.
We found the future, like birds fly into windows.
Don't you guys, like when you're driving at night and you're like, and you can kind of see through the window and you think, oh that looks so cozy in there. I wish I could like get a free pass. Yeah, so that's probably the one I'd pick. I'd be a total creeper but.
Love the quick profit, the annual raise, vacation with pay. Want more of everything ready-made. Be afraid to know your neighbors and to die. And you will have a window in your head. Not even your future will be a mystery any more. Your mind will be punched in a card and shut away in a little drawer. When they want you to buy something they will call you. When they want you to die for profit they will let you know.
Microsoft is unlawfully taking advantage of its Windows monopoly to protect and to extend that monopoly and undermine consumer choice.
Those who enter through the back door can expect to be shown out through the window