For you see, each day I love you more Today more than yesterday and less than tomorrow.
The day will come when, after harnessing the winds, the tides and gravitation, we shall harness for God the energies of Love. And on that day, for the second time in the history of the world, man will have discovered fire. -Teilhard de Chardin.
The world is too dangerous for anything but truth and too small for anything but love. We can never really love anybody with whom we never laugh. Love is in the giver, not the gift. He told me that once he forgot himself and opened up like a door with a loose latch and everything fell out and he tried for days to put it all back in the proper order, but he finally gave up and left if there in a pile and loved everything equally. thanks to a subscriber! -William Sloan Coffin.
If you live to be a hundred, I want to live to be a hundred minus one day so I never have to live without you.
He was my North, my South, my East and West, My working week and Sunday rest, My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song; I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong.
Little drops of rain Whisper of the pain Tears of love Lost in the days gone by.
There came to the beach a poor Exile of Erin, The dew on his thin robe was heavy and chill; For his country he sigh'd, when at twilight repairing. To wander along by the wind-beaten hill. But the day star attracted his eyes' sad devotion, For it rose o'er his own native isle of the ocean, Where once in the fire of his youthful emotion He sang the bold anthem of Erin-go-bragh.
Happy art thou, as if every day thou hadst picked up a horseshoe.
There's something in't More than my father's skill, which was the great'st Of his profession, that his good receipt Shall for my legacy be sanctified By th' luckiest stars in heaven; and would your honor But give me leave to thy success, I'd venture The well-lost life of mine on his grace's cure By such a day and hour.
When I work fourteen hours a day, seven days a week, I get lucky.
We must not let daylight in upon the magic.
I rose up at the dawn of day,-- "Get thee away! get thee away! Pray'st thou for riches? Away, away! This is the throne of Mammon grey."
Ye children of man! whose life is a span Protracted with sorrow from day to day, Naked and featherless, feeble and querulous, Sickly, calamitous creatures of clay.
Man that is born of a woman is of few days, and full of trouble.
The hardest job kids face today is learning good manners without seeing any.
Nowadays, manners are easy and life is hard.
Who in this world of ours their eyes In March first open shall be wise; In days of peril firm and brave, And wear a Bloodstone to their grave.
Sexiness wears thin after a while and beauty fades, but to be married to a man who makes you laugh every day, ah, now that's a real treat.
A successful marriage is an edifice that must be rebuilt every day.
It destroys one's nerves to be amiable every day to the same human being.
No jealousy their dawn of love o'ercast, Nor blasted were their wedded days with strife; Each season looked delightful as it past, To the fond husband and the faithful wife.
To have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness, and in health, to love and to cherish, till death us do part.
We've been together now for forty years, An' it don't seem a day too much; There ain't a lady livin' in the land As I'd swop for my dear old Dutch.
Who first beholds the light of day In Spring's sweet flowery month of May And wears an Emerald all her life, Shall be a loved and happy wife.
As it fell upon a day In the merry month of May, Sitting in a pleasant shade Which a grove of myrtles made.