“Don’t waste a minute not being happy. If one window closes, run to the next window—or break down a door.”

“When one door closes, find another."Kylie gazed back up. "And what if there isn't another door?""Then you try the window.""And if there's not a window?" Kylie asked."Then you find a sledgehammer and make a window.”

“When one door closes, find another. And what if there isn't another door? Then you try a window. And what if there's not a window? Then you find a sledgehammer and make a window. Life isn't supposed to be easy. Generally speaking, the harder something is the more rewarding the results will be.”

“Listen. Look. Desire is a house. Desire needs closed space. Desire runs out of doors or windows, or slats or pinpricks, it can’t fit under the sky, too large. Close the doors. Close the windows. As soon as you laugh from nerves or make a joke or say something just to say something or get all involved with the bushes, then you blow open a window in your house of desire and it can’t heat up as well. Cold draft comes in.”

“Hazel Motes sat at a forward angel on the green plush train seat, looking one minute at the window as if he might want to jump out of it, and the next down the aisle at the other end of the car.”

“Close a door, and you'd still feel a breeze through the window.”