How noble and good everyone could be if, every evening before falling asleep, they were to recall to their minds the events of the whole day and consider exactly what has been good and bad. Then without realizing it, you try to improve yourself at th...
Keep Moving... Move forward Let go Give in Decide and just Do Progress every day And make one step forward no matter what's in your way Keep moving, till one day you wake up and you're there.
And the most extraordinary thing is that, in the end, as you grow older, you continue to go poop once a day if you are in good health, while it is not easy to make love every day. So finally, the pleasure is longer-lasting and more frequent than the ...
For me, the day job comes first. That's why I call myself a diplomat who writes, not a writer who masquerades as a diplomat. If the day job demands it, I won't write at all. I write in what I call 'the crevices of my day job', and that comes only on ...
CLEOPATRA: My salad days, When I was green in judgment: cold in blood, To say as I said then! But, come, away; Get me ink and paper: He shall have every day a several greeting, Or I'll unpeople Egypt.
For me, writing never gets easier. It's always hard work. It doesn't matter how many words you wrote the day before, or how many novels you've completed in the last decade: every day you start fresh again with that same blank page, or that same blank...
I owe a debt of gratitude to two other living Justices. Sandra Day O'Connor and Ruth Bader Ginsburg paved the way for me and so many other women in my generation. Their pioneering lives have created boundless possibilities for women in the law. I tha...
A day of sorrow is longer than a month of joy.
Yesterday, today and tomorrow -- these are the three days of man.
The day did not know that night had fallen.
Fish and guests smell at three days old.
Many seek good nights and waste good days.
The law is three days older than the earth.
The misery is that you have to ruin your day with work.
The day will wipe out all the promises of the night.
No wonder lasts more than three days.
Day has its eyes, night has its ears.
Even a clock that is not going is right twice a day.
Fish and guests stink after three days.
The journey is part of the experience - an expression of the seriousness of one's intent. One doesn't take the A train to Mecca.
Life is a train that stops at no stations; you either jump abroad or stand on the platform and watch as it passes.
