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Quotes About Day

She was a warrior by day... playing her part. But she slept at night with wishes in her heart.
~ Alfa H, Abandoned Breaths
To a common man, the opulence of the day makes no sense but to a philosopher, it is as clear as a night in the southern France.
~ Indiana Lang
TAKE RICHES AWAY FROM INDUSTRY BY ORGANIZED FORCE OF NUMBERS, INSTEAD OF THE BETTER METHOD OF GIVING A FAIR DAY'S WORK FOR A FAIR DAY'S PAY.
~ Napoleon Hill
Pleasant is a rainy winter's day, within doors! The best study for such a day, or the best amusement,—call it which you will,—is a book of travels, describing scenes the most unlike that sombre one
~ Nathaniel Hawthorne
Pleasant is a rainy winter's day, within doors! The best study for such a day, or the best amusement,---call it which you will,--- is a book...
~ Nathaniel Hawthorne
La luz del día, aunque entra muy poca en el sombrío salón, forma parte de la bendición universal que borra el mal, hace posible el bien y la felicidad.
~ Nathaniel Hawthorne
I love to watch how the day, tired as it is, lags away reluctantly, and hates to be called yesterday so soon.
~ Nathaniel Hawthorne
While freedom gives rise to growth and enlightenment, permission allows evil to flourish in a light of day that would otherwise destroy it.
~ Neal Shusterman
I'll never understand how a man can live his life With his finger on the self-destruct button, Holding it there day after day, Blinded by an obsession to press it But lacking the conviction to do even that.
~ Neal Shusterman
So, says Lev, as casually as he can, you wanna dance? Do you believe in the end of the world? she responds. Lev shrugs. I don't know. Why? Because the day after that is when I'll dance with you.
~ Neal Shusterman
On a hairpin turn, above the dead forest, on no day in particular, a white Toyota crashed into a black Mercedes, for a moment blending into a blur of gray.
~ Neal Shusterman
Her appetite was a casualty of the day.
~ Neal Shusterman
Ant swarming City City full of dreams Where in broad day the specter tugs your sleeve
~ Charles Baudelaire
Doar moartea consoleaz? ?i-ndeamn? a tr?i;e idealul vie?ii ?i e n?dejdea toat?,e elixirul care ne-anim? ?i ne-mbat? ?i care d? puterea s? mai tr?im o zi.
~ Charles Baudelaire
I like to change liquor stores frequently because the clerks got to know your habits if you went in night and day and bought huge quantities. I could feel them wondering why I wasn't dead yet and it made me uncomfortable. They probably weren't thinking any such thing, but then a man gets paranoid when he has 300 hangovers a year.
~ Charles Bukowski
I like to change liquor stores frequently because the clerks got to know your habits if you went in night and day and bought huge quantities. I could feel them wondering why I wasn't dead yet and it made me feel uncomfortable. They probably weren't thinking any such thing, but then a man gets paranoid when he has 300 hangovers a year.
~ Charles Bukowski
Days like this, like your day today. maybe the rain on the window trying to get through to you. What do you see today? what is it? where are you? the best days are sometimes the first, sometimes the middle and even sometimes the last
~ Charles Bukowski
A worthwhile day, I had killed two spiders, I had upset the balance of nature - now we would all be eaten up by the bugs and the flies.
~ Charles Bukowski
my garden in the sun and in the rain and in the day and in the night pain is a flower pain is flowers blooming all the time.
~ Charles Bukowski
Sunday, the worst god-damned day of them all.
~ Charles Bukowski
it is a fine sunny day and great matters loom across the horizon of history. Carthage in my rearview mirror, I blend into Time.
~ Charles Bukowski
Por la mañana era de día y yo seguía vivo. Quizás escriba una novela, pensé. Y eso hice.
~ Charles Bukowski
in the sun and in the rain and in the day and in the night pain is a flower pain is flowers blooming all the time.
~ Charles Bukowski
eu só quero que o Sol me queime mais e mais de tal modo que ele suba ao céu às seis da manhã e permaneça por lá até depois da meia-noite
~ Charles Bukowski