Balcony Quotes

“What a face this girl possessed!—could I not gaze at it every day I would need to recreate it through painting, sculpture, or fatherhood until a second such face is born. Her face, at once innocent and feral, soft and wild! Her mouth voluptuous. Eyes deep as oceans, her eyes as wide as planets. I likened her to the slender Psyché and judged that the perfection of her face ennobled everything unclean around her: the dusty hems of her bunched-up skirt, the worn straps of her nightshirt; the blackened soles of her tiny bare feet, the coal-stained balcony bricks upon which she sat, and that dusty wrought-ironwork that framed her perch. All this and the pungent air!—almost foul, with so many odors. Ô, that and the spicy night! …Pungency, spice, filth and night, dust and light; all things dark did blossom in sight; flower and bloom, the night has its pearl too—the moon! And once a month it will make the face of this tender girl bloom.”
― Roman Payne

“In truth, fair Montague, I am too fond...”
― William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet

“Later, as he sat on his balcony eating the dog, Dr Robert Laing reflected on the unusual events that had taken place within this huge apartment building during the previous three months.”
― J.G. Ballard

“She silently chanted the rules of the civilized: Thou shalt not make love on a balcony even if it’s thirty-something stories up because someone might see you. Thou shalt not make love with a dinosaur no matter how sexy he is. Thou shalt not make love on a balcony when a werewolf is in the room, even if said werewolf is asleep. And last but not least, thou shalt not make love outside when it’s cold because goose bumps are never attractive.”
― Nina Bangs, Eternal Pleasure

“Life seems far away from the balcony of your house; come down, come nearer to the life! Never let the life to be far away from you!”
― Mehmet Murat ildan

“Lonely Balcony

The deterioration brought by weariness was visible. Its burden of abandonment can be perceived at a glance. The balcony ache with longings. Even after the endurance of seasonal torments, it is still upholding its anatomy. It offers refuge to the willing souls, despite all the misery of life.”
― iqra iqbal

“Lonely Balcony

The deterioration brought by weariness was visible. Its burden of abandonment can be perceived at a glance. The balcony ache with longings. Even after the endurance of seasonal torments, it is still upholding its anatomy. It offers refuge to the willing souls, despite all the misery of life."
― Iqra Iqbal”
― iqra iqbal

“Same time as every day, Fyl..." she fussed, the rest of the bridge crew seeming to hold their breaths. "TWELVE THIRTY!" came the chorus. The next hour dragged by, in about the same way as the hour before that. At twelve twenty-five, Commander Ortez found himself stepping out of an elevator into an equally mundane grey steel corridor on his way to the mess hall. Turning a corner, he met with a stream of crewmen milling around between shifts. Some off-duty personnel were lounging around in civvies, which consisted mostly of re-revamped 60's hippy fashions. Of all the places on the ship, the mess was the most spacious, (i.e.: it was a big mess.) The command officer’s balcony overhung the rest of the crew dining area. Ortez sat at his usual place, wincing as he remembered to get someone to fix the springs in his chair. An ensign, 3rd class dressed in chef’s white, served him with a plate of what either ended up feeding the chefs latest pet - or strangling it. Marnetti, Barnum and the sciences officer Commander Jaris Skotchdopole filed in, not necessarily in that order, and found seats. After a few bites, Marnetti -- who was the first officer and navigator, put up a hand and signalled a waiter. The lad approached fearfully, appreciating the highlight of his day.”
― Christina Engela, Space Sucks!

“Moon-kissed balconies and seaside bridges
are life itself.”
― Gina Marinello-Sweeney, Peter