Quotes of: One-day-at-a-time Keyword

Our words are often only vague, inadequate descriptions of our thoughts. Something gets lost in translation every time we try to express our thoughts in words. And when the other person hears our words, something gets lost in translation again, becau...

Oliver Gaspirtz

I have always regarded as one of the greatest of all Americans. ... It was my good fortune to encounter 's works in my boyhood ... it was, indeed, a revelation to me to read that great thinker's views on political and theological subjects. Paine educ...

Thomas A. Edison

Good morning, Hell-A. In the land of the lotus-eaters, time plays tricks on you. One day you’re dreaming, the next, your dream has become your reality. It was the best of times. If only someone had told me. Mistakes were made, hearts were broken, h...

Hank Moody

I have one last hope for you, which is something that I already had at 21. The friends with whom I sat on graduation day have been my friends for life. They are my children’s godparents, the people to whom I’ve been able to turn in times of troub...

J.K. Rowling

Anybody's best pitch is the one the batters ain't hitting that day.

Christy Mathewson

I just want to focus on one thing at a time.

Josh Silver

The rules say that to tell a story you need first of all a measuring stick, a calendar, you have to calculate how much time has passed between you and the facts, the emotions to be narrated.

The Days of Abandonment

Dream headline from Orafouraville Times: Man Let Go By Employer, Falls To Death

The Days of Yay are Here! Wake Me Up When They're Over.

If you could buy time, I would sell it. Yesterday would be expensive, and tomorrow would be cheap.

The Days of Yay are Here! Wake Me Up When They're Over.

Honesty is not a virtue, it is a luxury. Most, who struggle to put bread on the table, face this question every day. And hunger wins this game almost every time, beta (son).

The Eyes that drowned Uyuni

I know that the night is not the same as the day: that all things are different, that the things of the night cannot be explained in the day, because they do not then exist, and the night can be a dreadful time for lonely people once their loneliness...

A Farewell to Arms

I sleep through the next day. Each time I go to the bathroom, I try not to look in the mirror. Once, I catch my reflection: it looks like I’ve been punched in both eyes. I can’t talk about the day that follows that.

Hold Still

I need a time out. Send me to the beach and don't let me come back until my attitude changes.

Instant Happy Journal: 365 Days of Inspiration, Gratitude, and Joy

Punishing a person for the wrongs of another makes about as much sense as throwing up to enjoy the meal a second time.

Making Wishes: Quotes, Thoughts, & a Little Poetry for Every Day of the Year

Every day I give you my heart. At the end of the year, there are hundreds of hearts, which I will give to you. Heart to heart only for you, and even more hearts - in a heartless time.

Love Poems

Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time; And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death. - Macbeth Act V, Scene V

Macbeth

It's a waste of time worrying about something that worry won't fix; it's about as useful as trying to feed your pet rock.

Smile Anyway: Quotes, Verse, & Grumblings for Every Day of the Year

Time is an imp—a pesky, little, hellish troll that hastens the clock when I smile but then delays the passing of minutes when I frown.

Smile Anyway: Quotes, Verse, & Grumblings for Every Day of the Year

Nine times out of 10, criticism is a defense mechanism. We criticize in others what we don't like in ourselves.

In a Pit with a Lion on a Snowy Day: How to Survive and Thrive When Opportunity Roars

Therefore, the places in which we have experienced day dreaming reconstitute themselves in a new daydream, and it is because our memories of former dwelling-places are relived as day-dreams these dwelling-places of the past remain in us for all the t...

The Poetics of Space

No doubt, having developed the habit, out of idleness, of each day putting off my work until the day after, I thought that death could be dealt with in the same way.

Time Regained