Quotes
Quotes about Day
When at the close of each sad, sorrowing day, Fancy restores what vengeance snatch'd away.
The dawn is overcast, the morning lowers, And heavily in clouds brings on the day, The great, the important day, big with the fate Of Cato, and of Rome.
I hurt myself today To see if I still feel I focus on the pain The only thing that's real The needle tears a hole The old familiar sting Try to kill it all away But I remember everything.
Fear is an ague, that forsakes And haunts, by fits, those whom it takes; And they'll opine they feel the pain And blows they felt, to-day, again.
Her feet beneath her petticoat, Like little mice, stole in and out, As if they feared the light: But oh! she dances such a way! No sun upon an Easter day Is half so fine a sight.
The service was of great array, That they were served with that day. Thus they ate, and made them glad, With such service as they had-- When they had dined, as I you say, Lordis and ladies yede to play; Some to tables and some to chess, With other games more and less.
Then I commended mirth, because a man hath no better thing under the sun, than to eat, and to drink, and to be merry: for that shall abide with him of his labour the days of his life, which God giveth him under the sun.
Let us have wine and woman, mirth and laughter, Sermons and soda-water the day after.
We keep the day. With festal cheer, With books and music, surely we Will drink to him, whate'er he be, And sing the songs he loved to hear.
My twin and I were wombmates and then roommates. Some day our bodies will be tombmates. (as their souls will be together with those of their husbands in paradise).
He that fights and runs away, may live to fight another day.
I do not know how it comes about, but if you sit opposite a man every day and you are engaged in fighting him, you cannot help getting a liking for him whether he deserves it or not.
An economist is an expert who will know tomorrow why the things he predicted yesterday didn't happen today.
Today is a... digital incarnation of Oz - the Internet - we are a motley group of fools from lions to scarecrows, learning from each other, making and taking responsibility for our decisions, and having fun as we skip down the yellow brick road of investing together!
...it is solely bigness in business which makes it possible to supply the masses with all those products the present-day American common man does not want to do without. Luxury goods for the few can be produced in small shops. Luxury goods for the many require big business.
Those fighting for free enterprise and free competition do not defend the interests of those rich today. They want a free hand left to unknown men who will be the entrepreneurs of tomorrow...
The rich adopt novelties and become accustomed to their use. This sets a fashion which others imitate. Once the richer classes have adopted a certain way of living, producers have an incentive to improve the methods of manufacture so that soon it is possible for the poorer classes to follow suit. Thus luxury furthers progress. Innovation "is the whim of an elite before it becomes a need of the public. The luxury today is the necessity of tomorrow." Luxury is the roadmaker of progress: it develops latent needs and makes people discontented. In so far as they think consistently, moralists who condemn luxury must recommend the comparatively desireless existence of the wild life roaming in the woods as the ultimate ideal of civilized life.
Based on first-hand evidence of your own senses - the improved health and later ages at which acquaintances die nowadays as compared with the past; the material goods that we now possess; the speed at which information, entertainment, and we ourselves move freely throughout the world - it seems to me that a person must be literally deaf and blind not to perceive that humanity is in a much better state than ever before.
Credit buying is much like being drunk. The buzz happens immediately, and it gives you a lift. The hangover comes the day after.
There are two things needed in these days; first, for rich men to find out how poor men live; and second, for poor men to know how rich men work.
When we are in competition with ourselves, and match our todays against our yesterdays, we derive encouragement from past misfortunes and blemishes. Moreover, the competition with ourselves leaves unimpaired our benevolence toward our fellow men.
Every era has a currency that buys souls. In some the currency is pride, in others it is hope, in still others it is a holy cause. There are of course times when hard cash will buy souls, and the remarkable thing is that such times are marked by civility, tolerance, and the smooth working of everyday life.
Every day is a gift- even if it sucks.
The best inheritance a parent can give his children is a few minutes of his time each day.
The promise of yesterday are the taxes of today.
