Quotes About March

For me the march was a labor - a labor of love - but I was busy handing out flyers for the National Association of Black Social Workers, so I really wasn't standing in the crowd listening and observing. I was busy.

The far right was on the march in the 1930s, and we defeated the fascists through a great united working-class effort. That sense of unity and strength is what gave people confidence to change things.

It seems the only way to gain attention today is to organize a march and protest something.

We were standing where there was a fine view of the harbor and its long stretches of shore all covered by the great army of the pointed firs, darkly cloaked and standing as if they waited to embark. As we looked far seaward among the outer islands, the trees seemed to march seaward still, going steadily over the heights and down to the water's edge.

The great lesson of our time is that evil still exists, and when evil is on the march, it must be confronted.

Will we march only to the music of time, or will we, risking criticism and abuse, march to the soul-saving music of eternity?

Tom's army won a great victory, after a long and hard-fought battle. Then the dead were counted, prisoners exchanged, the terms of the next disagreement agreed upon, and the day for the necessary battle appointed; after which the armies fell into line and marched away, and Tom turned homeward alone.

For Churchill, the only way to halt the onward march of Nazism was for all the threatened nations to arm, and to join together under the collective security clauses of the Covenant of the League of Nations. 'Arms and the Covenant' was Churchill's call.

Will we continue to march to the drumbeat of conformity and respectability, or will we, listening to the beat of a more distant drum, move to its echoing sounds? Will we march only to the music of time, or will we, risking criticism and abuse, march to the soulsaving music of eternity?

One night--it was on the twentieth of March, 1888--I was returning from a journey to a patient (for I had now returned to civil practice), when my way led me through Baker Street.

It was a day in March, and the sky was a faint green with the first hint of spring. In Central Park, five hundred feet below, the earth caught the tone of the sky in a shade of brown that promised to become green, and the lakes lay like splinters of glass under the cobwebs of bare branches.

She said the night was March and black and that the hill where he kissed her and enveloped her in his arms was a sea of grass and she rooted to the ground like a sapling, like it was natural and yet all created for her moment of romance.

They were going to look at war, the red animal—war, the blood-swollen god. And they were deeply engrossed in this march.

Anyone who lives in Boston knows that it's March that's the cruelest, holding out a few days of false hope and then gleefully hitting you with the shit.

How can you help resenting the absurdity of time, its march into the future, and all the nonsense about evolution and progress? Why go forward, why live in time.

It was March. The days of March creeping gustily on like something that man couldn't hinder and God wouldn't hurry.

e a inizio marzo splendeva già il bel tempo in città, e ogni mattina Dio srotolava un cielo talmente azzurro con certe nuvole d'ovatta candida appese in lontananza che era impossibile non ghignare di felicità e affacciarsi al balconcino o uscire in strada e resistere alla tentazione di gridargli: grazie capo, non lo dimenticheremo!

The day itself was as miserable and raw as one can imagine in Yorkshire County in March: bitterly cold, with powerful winds and rain. For good measure, there was also hail. And yet what was taking place was so important to the future of the nation that four thousand freeholders showed up and stayed.

And as was Gandhi's wont, he would not only insist on hygienic and social restraints but would preach to this group the basic ethical rules for the forthcoming march: None was to touch any one's property on the way. They were to bear it patiently if any official or non-official European met them and abused or even flogged them. They were to allow themselves to be arrested if the police offered to arrest them.

Words are but the bannerets of a great army, a few bits of waving color here and there; thoughts are the main body of the footman that march unseen below.

By March 2010, we would phase out the auctions completely.

The economy seemed to pick up for a few months, but by the time of our March 2003 meeting the recovery again seemed stalled. Shockingly,

I don't reflect much, unless I'm talking to the media. I have more of a 'Forward, march!' kind of attitude.

Our people have proven their desire for continuing with reforms. We complete the march today with those who have an honest patriotic desire for more progress and reform.