Quotes About Weekend

Don't worry, better days are coming. They are called Friday, Saturday and Sunday.

I have never in my life found myself in a situation where I've stopped work and said, 'Thank God it's Friday.' But weekends are special even if your schedule is all over the place. Something tells you the weekend has arrived and you can indulge yourself a bit.

as a childi supposei was not quitenormal.my happiest times werewheni was left alone inthe house on asaturday.

Hey Glasgow, it's Saturday night!' He did it with such rapture, such a sense of celebration that Jane realised she had long ago forgotten why. Saturday night was meaningless when every day was the same, when you were never going to do anything special with it anyway. But this was a stirring reminder of what it used to mean.

relying on industrial quantities of caffeine to get through the day and self-medicating with Sauvignon Blanc to get myself to sleep. Sunday

I think that I'm running from something I heard on the radio That everybody's working for the weekend When does the weekend start? What comes at the end of the week? The end? Picture a tired dog chasing its tail

We always feel better in anticipation. You don't think about something and think "Aw, it's gonna be shitty." NO! You say "This is gonna be the greatest weekend ever! Sonuvabitch!" And then, by Monday, you're throwing up and you're thinking "You know, I always thought those guys were pricks!"

My parents used to play cards on Saturday... all the friends would come across. So it was like one massive Parsee gathering... and the value system kind of creeps in.

Every weekend he'd have me come down to work on Dragnet, which by now was on television as well as radio.

How Sunday into Monday melts!

I'm blessed by the fact I only need five hours of sleep on a daily basis. I do tend to regard Saturday and Sunday as work days.

I didn't want to go out on dates on Friday and Saturday night, because I wanted to go to the Opry with my dad. I learned a lot being in the heart of the music business and made some of my best friends there.

Jeg var bare trist. Jeg var bare skuffa. Vondt i kroppen, verk i hele meg. For Yngve var ikke der til å se meg. Hva kunne være viktigere, tenkte jeg, i min maniske, forelska logikk, enn å være her? Hva, Yngve? Jeg er jo her? Så syk kan du vel ikke være? Faen, hvor er du Yngve, det er jo helg, skal jeg ikke få se deg før mandag nå, da? Jeg er jo bare her for deg. Jeg har jo forandra meg for deg.

It was a girl playing a harp, like in an orchestra. It was in this tree at our campsite. And since it was breezy weather that weekend, the girl's arms were almost always turning.

I attended one of the many Mexican weddings that weekend, as an uninvited, eavesdropping celebrant.

I walked for an hour and then returned by a different route to wait out the weekend. It was one of those empty interludes in travel, an airless unrewarding delay, when nothing occurs except a rising sense of loneliness and uncertainty, a darkening of prospects, the condition of being an outsider with all of a stranger's suspicions.

I didn't grow up thinking of movies as film, or art, but as movies, something to do on a Saturday afternoon.

Art transcends politics this weekend.

I made it about a three-day weekend so people wouldn't have to change their clothes a lot. We didn't have an art department; we didn't have a make-up department.

De enige functie van de liefde is ons te helpen de wrede en eindeloze zondagnamiddagen te verdragen, die ons verwonden voor de rest van de week - en voor de eeuwigheid.

unusually clumsy and I nearly drop the phone into the footwell. I've been planning my long weekend to Edinburgh with the girls for months, and tonight, just as I was about to leave the office, my boss Andrew announces

Hi babe. Andrew's being difficult about next weekend. I'm so angry! He said he's not sure he can let me have the time off to go to Edinburgh. What an arsehole. I SO hope he dies!

Walking around Wall Street during the weekend, one gets the impression that the world's affairs have been settled once and for all, that the age of work is finally over and that humanity has moved on to its next stage.

Everyone hates knowing that tomorrow's Monday, but we live on thinking about how another fun Saturday will come around. It isn't always Monday!