Day Quotes - Page 10

Eating organic for good health and spending your day sitting down using a wireless computer that is next to a WiFi router is a classic case of Yin & Yang.

Sarah...loved the way the light lit the silence first thing in the morning.

It is nonsense to say there is not enough time to be fully informed. ... Time given to thought is the greatest timesaver of all.

Each day and the living of it has to be a conscious creation in which discipline and order are relieved with some play and pure foolishness.

The Republic's most wanted criminal is just a boy, sitting before me, suddenly vulnerable, laying all his weaknesses out for me to see.

The forty-four-hour week has no charm for me. I'm looking for a forty-hour day.

Have a time and place for everything and do everything in its time and place and you will not only accomplish more but have far more leisure than those who are always hurrying.

All night the earth and the heavens followed their usual arrangements. Stars passed: an immense tide hung over them. A silent sea raced back with the sun, its wave turn-over small, delicate and comfortless. The most glorious of all stars hung above the sun's threshold and went out. An hour later the sun governed the earth again, mist-chasing, flower-opening, bird-rousing, ghost-driving, spirit-shepherding back out the various gates of sleep.

Some women seem so voluptuous in every sense, richly bountiful and fertile with generous gifts of plenty, sensual and confident in their female strength that they are called "earth mot

Time ... is the life of the soul.

The bird of hope singsPerched on the branches of twilight;Never grieve for anythingFor, the day always follows the night!

There are only three colors ten digits and seven notes it's what we do with them that's important.

Everything has happen, will happen and it's going to happen in one moment. There isn't even and time, time is an illusion - get it?? It even doesn't exist, I'm here now, but even the word "now" doesn't exist. Everything has happen in one day, but people prefer to have some kind a time like day, date, year, century and time (under time, hours, minutes, seconds and so on and so on). Because you should know when you did that if you said in under one day it's kind a...

We can live out our lives, and in the end realize that we never really ‘lived’ a day in our lives.

The most thoroughly wasted of all days is that on which one has not laughed.

The highest value in life is found in the stewardship of time.

The day will happenwhether or not you get up

Good afternoon, Detective Godfrey. I like your hair when you pull it back like that…it looks sexy.” She smiled and ran her thin fingers through God’s chestnut waves.Day didn’t give God a chance to respond. “Didn’t you say you had a follow-up to respond to, Vikki?” Day’s harsh tone startled her out of her lust.She frowned at him with confusion on her face before turning with Ronowski and walking off.God looked back at him. “You want to come cock your leg up and piss around my fucking desk too, Leo?”Day didn’t hesitate. “Maybe.

People talk about nightfall, or night falling, or dusk falling, and it’s never seemed right to me. Perhaps they once meant befalling. As in night befalls. As in night happens. Perhaps they, whoever they were, thought of a falling sun. That might be it, except that that ought to give us dayfall. Day fell on Rupert the Bear. And we know, if we’ve ever read a book, that day doesn’t fall or rise. It breaks. In books, day breaks, and night falls.In life, night rises from the ground. The day hangs on for as long as it can, bright and eager, absolutely and positively the last guest to leave the party, while the ground darkens, oozing night around your ankles, swallowing for ever that dropped contact lens, making you miss that low catch in the gully on the last ball of the last over.

You have to do the planed work the day

The Republic is weak and broken." I narrow my eyes. "But it is still your country. Fight for it. This is your home, not theirs.

He's one of those Christmas Eve guys. There are people like that. . . every day in their lives is Christmas Eve.

The clock upbraids me with the waste of time.

The better you become as each day goes by, the more you heap dust upon you past until you completely bury it. No matter how obnoxious it was

The Importance of Using Time Well How pleasant it is at the end of the day No follies to have to repent But reflect on the past and be able to say That my time has been properly spent.

In entirety, valentine is a FUCKING DAY, rather than the sanctity of its literal meaning.

A day is a span of time no one is wealthy enough to waste.

The boy who walks in the light

Day had come for him. He’d only missed one meeting at work and his partner…his friend, had come for him. God had barely made it to the bathroom to puke after he lay in bed for hours trying to muster the strength to get up. When he fell to the floor after retching everything out of his stomach, including some of the lining, he couldn’t get off the floor. He’d never been so happy and so mortified at one time to see Leonidis Day.

God gave the day, God gave the strength.

If you do the same thing every day at the same time for the same length of time you'll save yourself from many a sink. Routine is a condition of survival.

I had to make a large number of changes to clear Electromagnetic Hypersensitivity (EHS) up, it took years to figure it out. I kept on making change after change until one day I realized that EHS was no longer present.

If I had my life to live over I would start barefoot earlier in the spring and stay that way later in the fall. I would go to more dances. I would ride more merry-go-rounds. I would pick more daisies.

Do each daily task the best we can act as though the eye of opportunity were always upon us.

What the culture of get rich quick does to our people is armed robbery and theft becomes the order of the day.

I certainly don't understand all these strange new feelings inside me--am I here because I love him, or because I owe him?

Time is a file that wears and makes no noise.

We create our fate every day we live.

Seize time by the forelock.

And hearts have been broken from harsh words spoken That sorrow can ne'er set right.

Brotherton So once in every year we throng Upon a day apart To praise the Lord with feast and song In thankfulness of heart.

Time is a wealth of change but the clock in its parody makes it mere change and no wealth.

Your goal must be divided into smallest measurable and visible period of time- a day, so you know exactly what to do everyday

There is a time for work. And a time for love. That leaves no other time.

That’s cool, Leo.” Johnson was damn near standing on top of him as he spoke, but he’d be damned if he was going to back up.“So just talking would be nice…would you like to come over to my place tonight for a glass of wine?”“Not even if Jesus was pouring it,” Day responded quickly. He heard God let out a loud laugh and it made him turn up the corner of his mouth at the sound of it. God rarely laughed—hell the man rarely smiled—but somehow, Day could make him do both.

It's better to be a lion for a day than a sheep all your life.

I have come to understand that every day is something to cherish.

Money is the most important thing in the world, you know. Money can buy you happiness, and I don't care what anyone else thinks.

We should always hope and expect to see a brand new day filled with hope, love and joy.

Day slammed the door behind Johnson, leaving just him and his partner in the room alone. Day hit the lights.“Setting the mood, Leo?” God grinned at him.“I want to talk to you now.”“You can’t always get what you want, Leonidis,” God rebutted.“I want you,” Day said with no hesitation.The room was deathly silent. After a few long seconds God responded simply, “No you don’t.”“I do. Isn’t it obvious?” Day moved a little closer.“You don’t know what the fuck you want. I’ve watched you for four years, jumping from bed to bed and fucking your way through half of Atlanta. I have one emotional night and all of a sudden you want me…fuck you,” God said in his gruffest voice.Day’s body heated instantly at the sound. He moved even closer to where God was standing on the opposite side of the table.“Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t realize I was supposed to be saving myself for marriage, and even more so, I didn’t realize you were a goddamn virgin. How many women have I seen you fuck in that pussy-getting truck of yours, huh?” Day lowered his voice as he stood directly in front of God. “Just tell me you didn’t feel what I did last night.” He closed the small gap, not minding God’s height at all, and looked up into electric-green eyes. “Tell me you don’t want me too, and I’ll back the fuck off.”God looked down at him and Day could see the uncertainty all over that ruggedly handsome face.“Shit’s complicated, Leo.” God’s breath ghosted across his forehead.“Make me understand, Cashel,” Day whispered and slowly brought his hands up to rest on God’s waist.

He's right. I can't deny it. I am the reason Day lost everything that matters to him.

Look at everything as though you were seeing it for the first time or the last time. Then your time on earth will be filled with glory.

He who allows his day to pass by without practicing generosity and enjoying life's pleasures is like a blacksmith's bellows he breathes but does not live.

Except for Quinn, a dark voice whispered in his mind. A smile from her would be a gift beyond price.

There is no indication that God explained to Joseph what He was doing through those many years of heartache or how the pieces would eventually fit together. He had no ways of knowing that he would eventually enjoy a triumphal reunion with his family. He was expected, as you and I are, to live out his life one day at a time in something less than complete understanding. What pleased God was Joseph’s faithfulness when nothing made sense.

God came up and kissed Day on his forehead. When Day looked over at Johnson, who was still slowly sipping his soda, the guy did look lonely as hell. Before Day could say something kind, his other headache strolled in.“Oh hell. What the fuck is going on in here? This must be the officer’s gay alliance club meeting.”Day blew an exasperated breath. “And now that you’re here, Ronowski, all members are present and we can begin.”Day smiled as God and Johnson practically spit their drinks out laughing.Ronowski fumed. “Day, you’re going to stop calling me gay! I have never been gay! I will never be gay, and I don’t like anyone that is gay! So stop saying that before people start believing your bullshit!”Day clapped his hands together once. “Okay everyone those are the notes from last week’s meeting, now on to new business.” Day leveled Ronowski with a stern glare. “Ronowski, you are gay, man. You’re tightly closeted. But you are indeed gay, ultra-gay. You’re fuckin’ Marvin Gay. You crash landed on Earth when your gay planet exploded.” Day moved away from God and stood in front of an openmouthed Ronowski. “Come out of the closet already. It’s so bright and wonderful out here. Dude, I’ve seen Brokeback Mountain too, don’t believe that bullshit. No one cares who you fuck…ya know…like you tell me every. Single. Day. Of. My. Life,” Day said exaggeratedly.He stepped in so close to Ronowski that he could smell the body wash he used.“Let a man bang your back out one time.” Day leaned in to the man’s ear and felt Ronowski’s body give a fierce shutter. “I mean pound your ass so hard that you can’t walk straight for a week, and I guarantee you, you’ll want to march in the next gay pride parade, wearing nothing but a glitter jockstrap and a fuckin’ hot-pink feather boa.” Day stepped back and saw the beads of sweat that had popped up on Ronowski’s forehead. Satisfied he’d proven his point he refilled his coffee and left the break room.

It is futile to spend time telling stories about the fleetness of each day.

Night-time is being brushed aside like so much cobweb. The day is wound up and begins even before the last haunted dreams, the last of the fog, those spectral and evanescent residues, have faded away.

The day you believe ‘you know everything’ you have just experienced the biggest failure of your life! Recovery might be difficult!

Today is the day in which to express your noblest qualities of mind and heart to do at least one worthy thing which you have long postponed.