Quotes About Weekend

I remember holding you against the sink, with the sun soaking the window, the soft call of your hips, and the intricate flickers of thought chiming your eyes. Your mouth, like a Saturday.

Mr. President, I will transmit your message within the hour. Please keep in mind, however, the time differential between Washington and Moscow—" "I know that a weekend has just begun, and that the Soviet Union is a worker's paradise, but I expect that some of your country's managers may still be at work.

Often, there may be a culture of a hidden reward system that encourages heroics and a "cowboy culture". For instance, one person may work throughout the night for an entire weekend fighting a fire and get rewarded as the hero who saved the day. What is overlooked is that if one person can save the entire boat, one person can probably sink it, too.

You should never have a job that you hate so much you think "Thank God it's Friday" every week of your life.

If he only knew how often she and Eileen had discussed the benefits of Netflix on dateless weekend nights.

Carlos, sossegue, o amor é isso que você está vendo: hoje beija, amanhã não beija, depois de amanhã é domingo e segunda-feira ninguém sabe o que será.

Did you really just say "mancation"? Bonnie raised her eyebrows. "I thought he was going fishing." "He is, but that's what they call it these days when a bunch of guys go off together for a weekend. The resorts have started marketing their packages as "mancations." They get golf, fishing poker--- all that guy stuff.

I don't believe in God. Just try getting a plumber on the weekend.

They spent all week saving pennies and went out Saturdays to spend fifty bucks in three hours.

I indulged you since you were a little girl, so you think every day is supposed to be the weekend.

So she spends until about eleven A.M. reading, re-reading, and understanding the new changes in the Project. There are many of these, because this is a Monday morning and Marietta and her higher-ups spent the whole weekend closeted on the top floor, having a

Every weekend, I'd drive two hours south to San Diego and stay at Steve P.'s small, squalid apartment, where he raised two sons the same way he talked to his students—with compassionate obscenity.

A moment later, he plopped down on the sand beside her, and when they accidentally touched, Gabby had the briefest flash of them sitting together just like this on a hundred different weekends in the future.

For them, it was nothing but an ordinary day on an ordinary day on an ordinary weekend, but for her, there was something revelatory about the notion that wonderful moments like these existed.

There's always a 'but' when it comes to jobs. Like, I love my job but my colleagues are first-rate, but...a couple of them like to dress like superheroes on the weekend and I can't help but wonder if they're nuts. - Logan

Allie would love what you've done, he remarked. She was always a softie when it came to things like this. I folded my hands in my lap. I wish she could be there this weekend. Noah glanced at the stack of letters. I knew he was imagining Allie, and for a brief moment, he looked strangely younger. So do I, he said.

She had fallen in love with a stranger in the course of a weekend, and she would never fall in love again.

she felt a sudden, unexpected surge of hope. Despite the tragedy they'd all gone through, this was what a happy family looked like; this, she thought, is what a loving family did when they were together. For them, it was nothing but an ordinary day on an ordinary weekend, but for her, there was something revelatory about the notion that wonderful moments like these existed. And that maybe, just maybe, it would be possible for her to experience similar days in the future.

If I can give you one strong piece of advice, when you go away for that romantic weekend, whatever you do, do not accept or take the upgrade to the honeymoon suite.

August thunderstorms are masterpieces of bluster and bombardment. And sometimes August is bone-dry and full of dust, and we would gladly swap the whole of it for one rainy March week end.

Why can't we move the clocks ahead to Friday afternoon around 4:00?

It's Friday o'clock!

You know what rhymes with Friday? Alcohol.

Hey there Friday, you sexy beast. I've been looking for you since Monday.