“The key to the city of Florence was about two feet long, and painted a garish gold.Hamilton was fascinated by it. "Wow! How big is the lock?"Jonah laughed. "There is no lock, cuz. It's an honorary gig. Back in my crib in LA, I've got a whole shed full of keys from different cities. Want to know the kicker? I can't get at them. The gardener lost the key to the shed.”
“Of course I am the only one with the answer. For every lock, there is a key. I created the lock, so I therefore know of the key. - Sobek”
“Key rings rattle throughout history. Each key, each lock has its tale.”
“If getting is the key to your happiness your key will open few doors. If giving is the key to your happiness you will find few doors locked.”
“You can't interrupt the process of making a key once you've started. It lets a kind of hesitation into the iron. That happens and the key will never sit well in its lock.”
“Verily, knowledge is a lock and its key is the question.”