Quotes
Quotes about Day
Fish and visitors stink after three days.
Someday perhaps the inner light will shine forth from us, and then we'll need no other light.
It is well to be up before daybreak, for such habits contribute to health, wealth, and wisdom.
Oh, Mirth and Innocence! Oh, Milk and Water! Ye happy mixture of more happy days!
It doesn't matter how long we may have been stuck in a sense of our limitations. If we go into a darkened room and turn on the light, it doesn't matter if the room ahs been dark for a day, a week, or ten thousand years - we turn on the light and it is illuminated. Once we control our capacity for love and happiness, the light has been turned on. . -Sharon Salzberg.
Some day, on the corporate balance sheet, there will be an entry which reads, "Information"; for in most cases, the information is more valuable than the hardware which processes it.
All the days of the afflicted are evil: but he that is of a merry heart hath a continual feast.
Today, see if you can stretch your heart and expand your love so that it touches not only those to whom you can give it easily, but also those who need it so much. -Daphine Rose Kingma.
There is in every true woman's heart, a spark of heavenly fire, which lies dormant in the broad daylight of prosperity, but which kindles up and beams and blazes in the dark hour of adversity. -Washington Irving.
If you begin the day with love in your heart, peace in your nerves, and truth in your mind, you not only benefit by their presence but also bring them to others, to your family and friends, and to all those whose destiny draws across your path that day. -Unknown-.
Write it on your heart that every day is the best day in the year. No man has learned anything rightly, until he know that every day is Doomsday. -Ralph Waldo Emerson:.
The holiest of all holidays are those Kept by ourselves in silence and apart, The secret anniversaries of the heart... -Henry Wadsworth Longfellow.
So teach us to number our days, that we may apply our hearts unto wisdom. -Psalms 90:10.
A day in thy courts is better than a thousand. I had rather be a doorkeeper in the house of my God, than to dwell in the tents of wickedness.
Spend in pure converse our eternal day; Think each in each, immediately wise; Learn all we lacked before; hear, know, and say What this tumultuous body now denies; And feel, who have laid our groping hands away; And see, no longer blinded by our eyes.
Alas! my child, where is the Pen That can do justice to the Hen? Like Royalty, she goes her way, Laying foundations every day, Though not for Public Buildings, yet For Custard, Cake and Omelette. Of if too old for such a use They have their fling at some abuse, As when to censure Plays Unfit Upon the stage they make a Hit Or at elections seal the Fate Of an Obnoxious Candidate. No wonder, Child, we prize the Hen, Whose Egg is Mightier than the Pen.
Alas! my child, where is the Pen That can do justice to the Hen? Like Royalty, she goes her way, Laying foundations every day, Though not for Public Buildings, yet For Custard, Cake and Omelette. Of if too old for such a use They have their fling at some abuse, As when to censure Plays Unfit Upon the stage they make a Hit Or at elections seal the Fate Of an Obnoxious Candidate. No wonder, Child, we prize the Hen, Whose Egg is Mightier than the Pen.
The idol of to-day pushes the hero of yesterday out of our recollection, and will, in turn, be supplanted by his successor of to-morrow.
There are new words now that excuse everybody. Give me the good old days of heroes and villains. the people you can bravo or hiss. There was a truth to them that all the slick credulity of today cannot touch.
The idol of today pushes the hero of yesterday out of our recollection; and will, in turn, be supplanted by his successor of tomorrow.
How many famous and high-spirited heroes have lived a day too long?
The more characteristic American hero in the earlier day, and the more beloved type at all times, was not the hustler but the whittler.
People today are still living off the table scraps of the sixties. They are still being passed around - the music and the ideas.
The way those hippies look, you can't tell the boys from the girls! Ha ha ha! I saw a girl yesterday, she was pregnant. Had her whole belly showin' and ya' know what she had painted on it? "Love Child"! Ha ha ha ha ha ha!
As lousy as things are now, tomorrow they will be somebody's good old days.
