Day Quotes - Page 3

Time is the greatest and longest-established spinner of all. ... His factory is a secret place his work noiseless and his hands are mutes.

What you are afraid to do is a clear indicator of the next thing you need to do.

The time is now, the person is you; better your life and become a name to conjure with in this day and age.

During a very busy life I have often been asked "How did you manage to it all?" The answer is very simple: it is because I did everything promptly.

Finally, she looked up at him and met his gaze, and she gasped. He knew what must be visible on his face and therefore did not try to deny it. “You know,” he rasped out. “You have always known, and you will always know that I am yours, and yet never can be. I am the most powerful high priest Poseidon has ever appointed, and yet I am too weak to hide the depths of my feelings for you.

Come into my world. I will show you the phenomenon that Stendhal experienced. I will help you feel the cascading arpeggios of Wagner's overture. I will dance to Doga’s waltzes with you. A day spent without appreciating the beauty surrounding us is a waste. Let me appreciate you

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

At birth and at dawn for each and every dayit triumphs over the eclipse.It is the very first thing that you see.Its power is blinding at first, anon it opens our eyes to the allure of the world.Each moment it breathes life into us,warms our souls and colors our skin.At gloaming it seems to wane,while it privily awaits a timeto give birth to a new circle of life.

The nights were long, like the braids of a pretty girl, and the days were short, like a girl's sense. ("The North")

He'd saved her life and killed her trust. He'd thought it a fair trade, at the time.

Time is what we want most but... what we use worst.

Curse ruthless time! Curse our mortality. How cruelly short is the allotted span for all we must cram into it!

Time is a part of eternity and of the same piece with it.

There is no good day or bad day, only good or bad actions.

What will happen if we go to 0 day?...Everything has been wipe out from the technology?

When you rise in the morning, form a resolution to make the day a happy one for a fellow creature.

Do not wait for leaders do it alone person to person.

A lot of good days..makes a great life !!Each day is important. Plan & execute it meticulously.

The day here is a something without value, a mere torment suffered by living creatures as they await the night. Night is deliverance.

Probably... or maybe... one day!

Oceanic farness treasures tomorrowMingled tears lost in the sea of sorrowOur immortal love will lead us a way When pale days remain cloudy and grey

Night is 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.

I believe all people are assholes. You won't find anyone that you like. You'll just find someone you dislike a little less than the last asshole. And I can't wait for that day. To have a woman that I can say I dislike a little less than all the other assholes.

It is better to do the most trifling thing in the world than to regard half an hour as trifle.

Day climbed in first and asked. “Where’s the rest of your big stuff?”God smiled. “Joker brought his guys and put everything in a SWAT van and stored it in his garage. I only had like five pieces.”“So he was the one you called to come to your rescue, huh?” Day asked and slammed the door to the truck.“Hey.” God turned Day’s chin to face him. “I swear on everything, I was miserable for those few hours and you know it.”Day pffted.“I tracked your ass down, didn’t I?” God stated.“Yeah, you did.” Day laughed when he thought about God scaring off his boy toy. He laughed so hard that God started laughing too.

Life is merely one very long day that routinely gets dark to give people a sensible excuse to keep their eyes closed for 8 hours.

You led the soldiers right to my family's door. You're the reason they're dead.

Time is the most valuable thing a man can spend.

People observe the colors of a day at its beginnings and ends, but to me it's quiet clear that a day merges through a multitude of shades and intonations, with each passing moment.

Someone's going to be very pleased to see you.""I don't think the Elector will be as excited as you think.""I wasn't talking about the Elector."My heart jumps at that.

No. I will never let you hurt Day like that. Not the way I've already hurt him.

Time is one kind of robber whom the law does not strike at and who steals what is most precious to men.

To live day by dayIs not to live at all.

I still find each day too short for all the thoughts I want to think all the walks I want to take all the books I want to read and all the friends I want to see.

It's critical to God that we think about how we live, how we spend the present time with which we're gifted each day.

I want God to be first in my life, so I’m putting Him first in my life today.

Have you ever seen the dawn? Not a dawn groggy with lack of sleep or hectic with mindless obligations and you about to rush off on an early adventure or business, but full of deep silence and absolute clarity of perception? A dawning which you truly observe, degree by degree. It is the most amazing moment of birth. And more than anything it can spur you to action. Have a burning day.

So he was frustrated with her. Most people rolled their eyes when they got frustrated. Alaric made dolphins do ballet.

Here is one fact 1 minute to finish the class, 1 day to die, one day behind that fact, one day in that fact, one day before my birthday will come, one day before I will finish... (So far one day is popular... that's a fact called itself zipf law... )...Call it how you want, but for my it's zipfy law!

The day you stop learning is the day you begin to die. Lack of knowledge is the fundamental principle for killing "alive and kicking" dreams.

To sensible men every day is a day of reckoning.

You do not need to think about a month, you need to plan the day

Gather ye rose-buds while ye may Old time is still a-flying. And this same flower that smiles today Tomorrow will be dying.

I have the reports from Gemson and Boyd,” Syn replied. His boots were up on the corner of his desk as he reclined back in his chair, skimming the contents of the file.“How are they?” God asked. He removed his leather coat and draped it over the back of his chair.“Detailed. Good,” Syn answered. He brought his feet down and gave God a pointed look.The big man shook his head, already knowing what Syn wanted. He wanted everything they knew about this case. Now.“Alright Syn. Chill out. We’re not used to you yet. But we know what it means to have a Sergeant on our team. You’re the team's go to, and have just as much command and input regarding decision making as we do,” Day responded as God stared. Day chuckled. “Tito was just as important as the other Jacksons.”Syn threw a pen at Day, which he dodged easily. Syn couldn’t help but laugh at Day’s fucked up comparison. “I’m no fucking Tito, shithead.

This is a day of celebration!Today, we are divorcing the pastand marrying the present.Dance,and you will find Godin every room.Today, we are divorcing resentmentand marrying forgiveness.Sing,and God will find you in every tune.Today, we are divorcing indifferenceand marrying love.Drink, and play that tambourine against your thighs.We have so much celebrating to do!