Quotes About Day

4 I must do the works of him who sent me, while it is day; the night comes when no man can work. 5 As long as I am in the world, I am the light of the world.

And if I drink oblivion of a day,So shorten I the stature of my soul.

It was a bright cold day in April, and the clocks were striking thirteen.

It seemed cruel for a day to dawn so fair and end so foul as this one promised to.

Speak the name, and death will come. On the morrow, at the turn of the moon, a year from this day, it will come. A man does not fly like a bird, but one foot moves and then another and one day a man is there.

No man had need of candles when the sun awaited him.

Well, the drums gave me headaches, the sunlight flashing on my armor cooked me up like harvest day, and those magnificent destriers shit everywhere.

They shall come day and night to see the wonder that has been born again into the world, and when they see they shall lust. For dragons are fire made flesh, and fire is power.

The day was grey and bitter cold, and the dogs would not take the scent.

My heart goes out to him. Sort of. Because empathy depends on how you've spent your day.

L'année 1214, le 27 juillet tombait un dimanche. Le dimanche est le jour du Seigneur. On le lui doit tout entier.

Gradually the magic of the island settled over us as gently and clingingly as pollen. Each day had a tranquillity, a timelessness, about it, so that you wished it would never end. But then the dark skin of night would peel off and there would be a fresh day waiting for us, glossy and colourful as a child's transfer and with the same tinge of unreality.

The warm air smelled of the day's sunshine, of dew, and of a hundred aromatic leaf scents.

It was the hottest hour of the day when even the cicadas seem to slow down and falter occasionally in their song. The black ants moved busily across the cloth, gathering the crumbs of our food.

Each day had a tranquility a timelessness about it so that you wished it would never end. But then the dark skin of the night would peel off and there would be a fresh day waiting for us glossy and colorful as a child's transfer and with the same tinge of unreality.

A little while with grief and laughter, And then the day will close; The shadows gather . . . what comes after No man knows.

Oh, the lovely fickleness of an April day!

The day returns and brings us the petty round of irritating concerns and duties. Help us to play the man, help us to perform them with laughter and kind faces; let cheerfulness abound with industry. Give us to go blithely on our business all this day, bring us to our resting beds weary and content and undishonored, and grant us in the end the gift of sleep.

I feel very happy to see the sun come up every day. I feel happy to be around. ... I like to take this day- any day-and go to town with it.

Look to the East, where up the lucid sky The morning climbs! The day shall yet be fair.

Sunrise: day's great progenitor.

The Night has a thousand eyes, The Day but one; Yet the light of the bright world dies With the dying sun.

He who has lived a day has lived an age.

Think that day lost whose descending sun, views from thy hand no noble action done.