Window

Windows are very useful things.

You can catch sight of something or someone through a window. From outside in. And from inside out.

You can open a window to let the smell of perfume or gunpowder escape.

It is even possible to dispose of a dead body out a window.

Or you can hide behind the drapes when someone comes home unexpectedly and you've been searching the place.

Oh, yes. Windows are very useful.

Cheap, ugly, and new energy efficient windows are a sin if they're replacing beautiful, old, drafty ones. Improving energy efficiency doesn't have to kill a house's soul.

Vocabulary lesson for today:
the act of throwing someone or something out of a window is called »defenestration.« Famous defenestrations include one in some political-type building in Prague some years ago. I don't know how many. This is a vocabulary lesson, not a bloody history lesson! You want to know? Go ask Frank, the fish.

On the internethotline:
Advisor: Please close your windows.
Customer: Why should I close my windows, outside its not that loud and today is such nice weather.

When poverty comes in at the door, love flies out the window.

In one of these rooms, was a window looking into the street, where the child sat, many and many a long evening, and often far into the night, alone and thoughtful.

When God closes a door, He opens a window somewhere.

Ends of discoloured blinds and curtains flapped drearily against the half-opened upper windows.

The day being very warm and the street a quiet one, the windows were wide open; and it was easy to hear through the Venetian blinds all that passed inside.

She had stolen to her usual window, and was sitting there very sorrowfully.