Typewriter Keys Quotes

I like to hear the marching of typewriter keys, the shudder of the space bar, the metallic ding at the end of a line. Those sounds are encouraging, sounds made by someone who is interested in you and in what you're saying, someone who understands exactly what you're getting at. "Hmm," the typewriter says. And "Mmmm. I-see-I-see-I-see." And sometimes it chuckles ... ~ Helen Oyeyemi

An old racetrack joke reminds you that your program contains all the winners' names. I stare at my typewriter keys with the same thought. ~ Mignon McLaughlin

Zoe had dressed up for their meeting with Dr. Marriott in a long Indian skirt stitched with beads and tiny mirrors, a T-shirt embossed with CAT WOMAN STRIKES AGAIN! and a short-sleeved pink hoodie. To top it off, she wore a bracelet made from typewriter keys. She was sure Dr. Marriott would love it, seeing as typewriters were right up his alley. ~ Christine Brodien-Jones

It is a beautiful symphony: the sound of the typewriter keys on paper! ~ Avijeet Das

I gain nothing but pleasure from writing fiction; short stories are foreplay, novellas are heavy petting – but novels are the full monte. Frankly, if I didn't enjoy writing novels I wouldn't do it – the world hardly needs any more and I can think of numerous more useful things someone with my skills could be engaged in. As it is, the immersion in parallel but believable worlds satisfies all my demands for vicarious experience, voyeurism and philosophic calithenics. I even enjoy the mechanics of writing, the dull timpani of the typewriter keys, the making of notes – many notes – and most seducttive of all: the buying of stationery. That the transmogrification of my beautiful thoughts into a grossly imperfect prose is always the end result doesn't faze me: all novels are only a version- there is no Platonic ideal. But I'd go further still: fiction is my way of thinking about and relating to the world; if I don't write I'm not engaged in any praxis, and lose all purchase. ~ Will Self

Typewriter keys can't be blamed because of what has been typed on the typewriter; the one who committed the crime is the one who used the typewriter; the one who typed on the keyboard! ~ Mehmet Murat Ildan

Zoe was wearing a yello batik cotton dress, her typewriter keys bracelet, plaid sneakers, and glitter in her hair, in honor of meeting such a luminous personality as Bronwyn Gilwen. ~ Christine Brodien-Jones

I could definitely rock out to Kraftwerk's "Tour De France," Tubeway Army, or Gary Numan. All of that stuff has an infectious beat, but with "Oh Yeah," I can't even identify what's going on. It sounds like typewriter keys, a couple of synth notes and then this really deep "Oh yeah," which I always picture as Andre The Giant on vocals. ~ Margaret Cho

By living, thinking, even dreaming the story in one continuous process, ideas came faster and faster. Sometimes the typewriter keys would fly so fast that I wondered if my fingers could keep up with them. And at the finish of the story I often had to take a few days off as my fingertips were too sore to begin work on the next book. ~ Walter B. Gibson

The sin of worldliness is a preoccupation with the things of this temporal life. It's accepting and going along with the views and practices of society around us without discerning if they are biblical. I believe that the key to our tendencies toward worldliness lies primarily in the two words "going along". We simply go along with the values and practices of society. ~ Jerry Bridges

Firmness in support of fundamentals, with flexibility in tactics and methods, is the key to any hope of progress in negotiation. ~ Dwight D. Eisenhower

I found something" Simon said as he walked in. He whipped out an old-fashioned key from his pocket and grinned at me. "It was taped to the back of my dresser drawer. What do you think? Buried treasure? Secret passageway? Locked room where they keep crazy old Aunt Edna?"
"It probaly unlocks another dresser," Tori said. "One they threw out fifty years ago."
"Its tragic, being born without an imagination. Do they hold telethons for that? ~ Kelley Armstrong

What did you do as a child that made that hours pass like minutes? [Herein lies the key to your earthy pursuits.] ~ Carl Jung

The first session I did with the Stones was an accident. I just happened to be wandering down the hallway of the same studio. ~ Bobby Keys

The key to economic prosperity is the organized creation of dissatisfaction. ~ Charles Kettering

Winter tightened its grip on Alaska. The vastness of the landscape dwindled down to the confines of their cabin. The sun rose at quarter past ten in the morning and set only fifteen minutes after the end of the school day. Less than six hours of light a day. Snow fell endlessly, blanketed everything. It piled up in drifts and spun its lace across windowpanes, leaving them nothing to see except themselves. In the few daylight hours, the sky stretched gray overhead; some days there was merely the memory of light rather than any real glow. Wind scoured the landscape, cried out as if in pain. The fireweed froze, turned into intricate ice sculptures that stuck up from the snow. In the freezing cold, everything stuck -- car doors froze, windows cracked, engines refused to start. The ham radio filled with warnings of bad weather and listed the deaths that were as common in Alaska in the winter as frozen eyelashes. People died for the smallest mistake -- car keys dropped in a river, a gas tank gone dry, a snow machine breaking down, a turn taken too fast. Leni couldn't go anywhere or do anything without a warning. Already the winter seemed to have gone on forever. Shore ice seized the coastline, glazed the shells and stones until the beach looked like a silver-sequined collar. Wind roared across the homestead, as it had all winter, transforming the white landscape with every breath. Trees cowered in the face of it, animals built dens and burrowed in holes and went into hiding. Not so ~ Kristin Hannah

Many can argue that it is our power of intelligence that is the key to the human domination of our planet. I suggest that it is the ability to put our thoughts into words that can be communicated to others. ~ Yehuda Berg

The key to beauty is always to be looking at someone who loves you, really. ~ Julia Roberts

Divorce is one of the key predictors of poverty for a child growing up in a home that's broken. ~ Mike Huckabee

The key to the defeat and eventually the end of imperialism as a a whole is the unity of all socialist countries and progressive forces in capitalist countries. ~ Tim Buck

What is the key to life on Earth? ~ Aidan Gillen

One of the main keys to understanding the purpose of your life; it is to ask yourself the question "What is an activity that I would do even if I am not paid ~ Sunday Adelaja

Clarity of mind, body and spirit is the key to creativity. ~ Dan Wakefield

Let us remember with devotion that the flag we love and honor is the flag of freedom that flew in victory at Yorktown, the flag the United States Marines raised on Mount Suribachi, the flag Francis Scott Key saw by the dawn's early light. Long may it wave. ~ Ronald Reagan

When I was in Vegas women were throwing their hotel keys at me. But it was after they checked out. ~ George Burns

Our unconscious is the key to our life's pursuits. ~ Carl Jung

My hope is that this volume will make a fresh impact on an entirely new generation of believers who are longing to be free from bondage to others, but have not known how to make that happen. It is gratifying to think that these pages will provide the keys you have been looking for that will unlock those iron bars and release you from the shackles of slavery to others, awakening you to what it means to be truly free. Free in Christ. Free indeed. Free at last. - CHARLES R. SWINDOLL Dallas, Texas ~ Charles R. Swindoll

Then I put the keys in the ignition, squeal like a girl when it turns over, and drive off ... in my fucking Delorean. Bitches. ~ Jay McLean

God is its author, and not man; he laid
The key-note of all harmonies; he planned
All perfect combinations, and he made
Us so that we could hear and understand. ~ John Gardiner Calkins Brainard

It took a great deal of acceptance to come to terms with being an alcoholic but acceptance was the key to my sobriety ... If I didn't have acceptance at that time in my life I would not be standing here today. ~ Dennis Eckersley

Four key words
helped make my dreams come true. They are: dedication, balance, risk, and love. ~ Bonnie Blair

We just get up there and play rock-and-roll music, man. Everybody sweats and has a good time. ~ Bobby Keys

Almost all negative moods are missing one key element - calm. By learning calm, you learn to deal with difficult areas. Calm allows us to achieve what we want, without being overwhelmed by anxiety. ~ Liz Miller

In a key
but commonly overlooked
aspect of obesity, weight gain can be caused by the slightest increases in consumption, if it continues day in and day out. ~ Michael Moss

Have the confidence to fail. Persistence is key. ~ Jessica Walsh

I didn't know at the time, but what I was doing here included two keys to running a successful business: knowing your customer and knowing how to get free marketing. ~ Sophia Amoruso

The thing of courage
As rous'd with rage doth sympathise,
And, with an accent tun'd in self-same key,
Retorts to chiding fortune. ~ William Shakespeare

Yesterday I did not want to be borrowed but this is the typewriter that sits before me and love is where yesterday is at. ~ Anne Sexton

No matter how far you are. No matter how long it takes him. Through Distance And Time I'll be waiting .. ~ Alicia Keys

I think scent is sensual. I guess evoking a mood or a spirit is key, and I think with the women's fragrances we have evoked different types, moods or sensibilities of a woman - whether it's Daisy with the sweetness and the innocence or Lola which is more provocative, sexy and sultry. ~ Marc Jacobs

Keep attacking. The whole key is look after the puck and keep attacking. I don't think you adjust your personnel. You adjust your mindset. ~ Mike Babcock

Knowing how to market yourself and your press materials is key. ~ Wendy Starland

There are no keys to success - only tools. ~ Criss Jami

When I first started getting into the business, a young woman in a music game that was mostly men, I did feel inadequate. ~ Alicia Keys

He was jingling his keys in the pocket of his coat
one of those barn coats described as rugged and classic and four hundred dollar that were usually worn by people who spend more time in Land Rovers than barns. ~ Maggie Stiefvater

In the poorest countries ... it is women who are the key to breaking out of poverty ... and preparing another generation for ... leading their countries into real security. ~ Queen Noor Of Jordan

Cause I am a Superwoman,
Yes I am,
Yes she is,
Even when I'm a mess,
I still put on a vest,
With an S on my chest,
Oh yes,
I'm a Superwoman,
...
And all my sisters,
Coming together,
Say yes I will,
Yes I can ~ Alicia Keys

Only divine love bestows the keys of knowledge. ~ Arthur Rimbaud

I learned the cello , but I would still need a massive amount of practice. But I do play classical music, so I understand where that comes from. ~ Alicia Keys

Cyrus walked straight to the tallest crack of light, a seam between two doors. They were locked, but they were also thin and old, and they bent a little with pressure from his shoulder.

He backed up.

"Try one of Skelton's keys," said Antigone. "Is there a keyhole?"

"Nope." Cyrus threw himself against the doors. Wood popped, but he bounced back. "I can break it."

"You mean a rib? Maybe your shoulder?" Antigone adjusted her grip, propping Horace in front of her.

"There's just one little bolt," said Cyrus. "And it's set in old wood." He paused. What was he hearing? Voices. Shouting. "You hear that?" he asked.

Antigone nodded. "They don't sound happy."

This time, Cyrus used his foot. The wood splintered, and the two doors wobbled open onto a world of emerald and sunlight. ~ N.D. Wilson

Diesel sucked air. "You keep fondling me like that, and I might have to marry you."
"I'm not fondling you. I'm looking for the keys!"
"Could you look a little more gently? You're scaring my boys. ~ Janet Evanovich

The key to social engineering is influencing a person to do something that allows the hacker to gain access to information or your network. ~ Kevin Mitnick

Simple old-fashioned values that come from a sense of community are the key to a great society. I believe we all have that sense from childhood memories, when life was simple. It's those memories that should drive us to reflect on our values. ~ Lindsay Fox

Before the discovery of these [underwater] vents, all life on Earth, the key to life on Earth, was believed to be the sun and photosynthesis. But down there, there is no sun, there is no photosynthesis; it's chemosynthetic environment down there driving it, and it's all so ephemeral. ~ Mike DeGruy

Jane and Mr. Nobley entered the great hall, the ceiling dazzling with thousands of real candles that put fire into the white dresses and cravats. Five musicians were seated on a dais--a cello and two violins (or maybe a viola?), a harpsichord, and some kind of wind instrument. From keys and strings, they coaxed a grand prelude to the minuet. Jane looked at everything, smiling at the amusement park novelty of it all. She looked at Mr. Nobley. He was beaming at her. At last.
"You are stunning," he said, and every inch of him seemed to swear that it was true.
"Oh," she said.
He kissed her gloved fingers. He was still smiling. There was something different about him tonight, and she couldn't place what it was. Some new plot twist, she presumed. She was eager to roll around in all the plot she could on her last night, though once or twice her eyes strayed to spot Martin.
Mr. Nobley stood opposite her in a line of ten men. She watched Amelia and Captain East perform the figures. They held each other's gazes, they smiled with the elation of new love. All very convincing.
Poor Amelia, thought Jane.
It was a bit cruel, now that she thought about it, all these actors who made women fall in love with them. Amelia seemed so tenderhearted, and Miss Charming and her heaving breasts so delighted with this world. Jane caught sight of a very striking Colonel Andrews who, now that she watched him dance, might just be gay.
Jane felt a thrumming of foreboding. ~ Shannon Hale

I can sit down and vomit on the
keys
but it's my
vomit.
it's better than sitting in a room
with 3 or 4 people and
their pianos.
this is my piano
and it is better than theirs. ~ Charles Bukowski