A Quote by Alfred Austin

When held up to the window pane, What fixed my baby stare? The glory of the glittering rain, And newness everywhere.

Alfred Austin

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Baby Everywhere Fixed Glory Held My Baby Newness Rain Stare Up Window

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Alfred Austin
English - Poet
May 30, 1835 - June 2, 1913

I looked to the window. Patch was gone, but a single black feather was pressed to the outer pane, held in place by last night's rain. Or Angel Magic

Becca Fitzpatrick

A face at the window, a tap on the pane, who is it that wants me tonight in the rain?

Richard Henry Stoddard

Are we not wasps who spend all day in a fruitless attempt to traverse a window-pane - while the other half of the window is wide open?

Wei Wu Wei

But you lied again. Now you get to watch her leave out the window. Guess that's why they call it 'window pane.

Eminem

It was nice to be alone, not to have to smile and look pleased; a relief to stare dejectedly out the window at the sheeting rain and let just a few tears escape.

Stephenie Meyer

A yellow fog swirls past the window-pane As night descends upon the fabled street: A lonely hansom splashes through the rain, And ghostly gas lamps fail at twenty feet. Here though the world explode, these two survive, And it is always eighteen ninety-five.

Vincent Starrett

In the old days, writers used to sit in front of a typewriter and stare out of the window. Nowadays, because of the marvels of convergent technology, the thing you type on and the window you stare out of are now the same thing.

Douglas Adams

The traditional writer is a sensitive only child, asthmatic, who sits on the window seat watching the drops of rain slide down the pane, very introspective. I'm not inward-looking. I would never go to a shrink. I don't want to know what I'm thinking. I don't really like discussions in my family. It may be an avoidance thing.

Deborah Moggach

Our dream dashes itself against the great mystery like a wasp against a window pane. Less merciful than man, God never opens the window.

Jules Renard

When you can't smoke, if you stand and stare out of the window on your own, you're an antisocial, friendless idiot. If you stand and stare out of the window on your own with a cigarette, you're a philosopher.