We are all actors, set on the stage of the world, as the curtains open we put on our best performance to this audience of life.

— Anthony Liccione

Instead of hiding behind the curtain, be the curtain itself; you will never be found!

— Mehmet Murat ildan

I don’t know why we fight.It takes much too effort to stay mad at you.To dodge your skin in the hallwayand leave the kitchen without bringing you a treat.It takes much too effort to stare at the sinkso my eyes don’t smile at you in the mirror.It takes much too effort to look away as we undressand lie apart in the now bigger bed.It takes much too effort to stiffen my bodybecause sleepy limbs forget fightsand pride is always lost in dreams.It takes much too effort to awaken every hour to make sure we are islands with a gulf of white sheets separating us.I dread the light peeking through the parted curtainsand empathise with your groans —I didn’t get any sleep either.I really don’t know why we fight.It takes much too effort to stay mad at one anotherwhen it’s so easy for us to love.

— Kamand Kojouri

I used to cover my windows in heavy curtains, never drawn. Now I danced in the sunlight on my hardwood floors.

— Kimberly Novosel

When you live in a glass house,buying curtains for the windows doesn't help.

— Anthony T. Hincks

Occasionally, events in one's life become clearer through the prism of experience, a phrase which simply means that things tend to be clearer as time goes on. For instance, when a person is just born, they usually have no idea what curtains are and spend a great deal of their first months wondering why on earth Mommy and Daddy have hung large pieces of cloth over each window in the nursery. But as the person grows older, the idea of curtains becomes clearer through the prism of experience. The person will learn the word 'curtains' and notice that they are actually quite handy for keeping a room dark when it is time to sleep, and for decorating an otherwise boring window area. Eventually, they will entirely accept the idea of curtains of their own, or venetian blinds, and it is all due to the prism of experience.

— Lemony Snicket

The next morning I was up bright and early. Mostly because I'd sold the curtains.

— Angie Fox