I love eating in it, brushing my teeth and swallowing the toothpaste in it. I love punching the ceiling with my fists when I'm lost or I can't find a parking space.
Tyler lies back and asks, "If Marilyn Monroe were alive right now, what would she be doing?" I say, goodnight. The headliner hangs down in shreds from the ceiling and Tyler says, "Clawing at the lid of her coffin.
Jane leaned back against the counter and stared at the ceiling. At the traditional location of God, no matter what the planet.
Higher ceilings allow the use indirect lighting, which is much healthier and reduces glare.
As I lay on my back in bed staring up at the blank, white ceiling the stillness seemed to grow bigger and bigger until I felt my eardrums would burst with it.
I am a ceiling fan, especially during rain.
Whenever I got a new studio I made the largest possible painting, and since the ceiling was low, the painting became horizontal. As I changed studios and got larger spaces, I made bigger paintings.
Felting Phil (taking all of his chips down to the felt on the table). I loved beating him and then hed go over to the couch and sulk, staring at the ceiling.
We lay on our backs looking at the ceiling and wondering what God had wrought when he made life so sad and disinclined.
I never thought I was breaking a glass ceiling. I just had to do what I had to do, and it never occurred to me not to.