Quote by Bobby Adair Download Open image ““some with heavy doors swaying in the breeze. The”” — Bobby Adair ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.7 out of 5 (7 ratings) Copy quoteShare
“He pulled the door closed and the wind became just the slightest rush of air against the rolled-up windows. There was suddenly a pleasant… — Alice McDermott Copy Share Image
“The breeze around them seemed to drop – dead – like a door to the best things had just closed.” — Carla H Krueger Copy Share Image
“I am only writing this now because I have grown so weary of doors without handles and windows looking nowhere” — Tobias Wade Copy Share Image
“…the door banged wide open, and the most striking man I had ever seen stood in the frame, the black winds whipping around him… — Heather Heffner Copy Share Image
“The large, heavy, coal black doors creaked and groaned as she pushed them open in an expression of tiredness and fatigue from all the… — Jill Thrussell Copy Share Image
“The pitch black, jet coal colored doors were large and heavy as they creaked and groaned when Leah pushed them open, as they released… — Jill Thrussell Copy Share Image
“The wind held the door open for me, and I appreciated it. Who knew the breeze was such a southern gentleman?” — Jarod Kintz Copy Share Image
“The upper middle-class cracker neighborhood ignored me, focused instead on its own pockets of human chaos. Four” — Bobby Adair Copy Share Image
“Once people get beliefs into their heads, it’s fucking hard to change their minds, no matter how many facts come knocking on the door.… — Bobby Adair Copy Share Image
“The shop was a monument to uninhibited human depravity, the kind that scars souls with permanent shadows. I” — Bobby Adair Copy Share Image
“Sure, shit happens we can’t control, but that’s exactly what it is: shit you can’t control. You can’t control what it is, or sometimes… — Bobby Adair Copy Share Image
“made his words something of a Rorschach test, and I might be reading too many of my own emotions into it. ” — Bobby Adair Copy Share Image
“I went into the living room and looked down at my mother’s torn body and shook my head. It was surreal. I guess some… — Bobby Adair Copy Share Image
“I’m your nightmare.” I loved that thought. It tantalized me with its power.” — Bobby Adair Copy Share Image
“gazed blankly at nothing in particular. I knew that look. They were the Russells of the group.” — Bobby Adair Copy Share Image
