“My mind is a lock pick always looking for another door to open. I often find those doors by exploring minds of others...”
“I like to consider my mind an open door. It's just not a revolving door.”
“When one door closes another door opens; but we so often look so long and so regretfully upon the closed door, that we do not see the ones which open for us.”
“An open mind is as welcoming as an open door.”
“What's the hurry?" he said"This door is locked," Tully told him."So?""Can you pick a lock?""I'll give it a try.""Be my guest" Tully said, stepping to one side.Pap blew the lock away with the shotgun. He pushed the door open with the barrel.”
“When one door of happiness closes, another opens; but often we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one that has been opened for us.”