“If opportunity doesn’t knock, build a door” —Milton Berle

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Would luck could
Open Sesame
Knock on wood

Every doorway, every intersection has a story —Katherine Dunn 

Knuckles bleed
Tattoo luck’s number
On hardwood

Pain is the doorway to wisdom and to truth —Keith Miller

Tread the boards
Shave-and-a-haircut
Luck applauds

Prose is not so dependent on sound. The line of poetry, with the breaking of the line – to me, sound is the kind of doorway into poetry —Donald Hall

Echo news
Through the corridors 
Of the muse

Music is the doorway that has led me to drawing, photography, and writing —Layne Staley

Best of luck
Knocking to unlock
Gates long stuck

Preconceived notions are the locks on the door to wisdom —Mary Browne

Ironwood
The carpenter saw
Hard knocks stood

I have become my own version of an optimist. If I can’t make it through one door, I’ll go through another door – or I’ll make a door. Something terrific will come no matter how dark the present —Rabindranath Tagore

Can’t knock, buzz
Uncrossing fingers
Bare luck’s glove

The sky, the sky beyond the door is blue —Ryan Stiles

Old school mood
Playmates of childhood
Knock on wood

Happiness often sneaks in through a door you didn’t know you left open —John Barrymore

Walls occlude
 Luck knocks out the knots
Clear through wood

Poetry is the opening and closing of a door, leaving those who look through to guess about what is seen during the moment —Carl Sandburg

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