Damn, cold world. I never thought I’d see the day that you’re my old girl.

Back in the days when American billboard advertising was in flower [said Hemingway], there were two slogans that I always rated above all others: the old Cremo Cigar ad that proclaimed, Spit Is a Horrid Word-but Worse on the end of Your Cigar, and Drink Schlitz in Brown Bottles and Avoid that Skunk Taste. You don’t get creative writing like that any more.

There are days when I feel so lightly connected to the earth that the threads that tether me to the planet are gossamer thin, spun sugar. A strong gust of wind could dislodge me completely, and I’d lift off and blow away, like one of those seeds in a dandelion clock. The threads tighten slightly from Monday to Friday.

He was older than the days he had seen and the breaths he had drawn.

Climb the day, Drop your dreams, Possess the day.

At the day of judgment we shall not be asked what we have read but what we have done.

When the day gets better, the night gets brighter.

If you can make someone laugh, even for a moment, you have made their day a little bit brighter.

Even a broke clock is right twice a day.

Never give up because you never know what the tide will bring in the next day.

There’s this idle feeling that settles when the day’s work is done and you just want to ride around on a bike. That’s the time for sex.

I start my day with positive thoughts and energy. I am relaxed, nonresistant, and clear. My day unfolds with ease and grace.

Take action once a day to do something that ignites your life.

Enlighten the people generally, and tyranny and oppression of the body and mind will vanish like evil spirits at the dawn of day.

I have a day. If I know how to make the most of it, I have a treasure.

It is possible to live twenty-four hours a day in a state of love. Every movement, every glance, every thought, and every word can be infused with love.

Active love is a harsh and fearful thing compared with the love in dreams. Love in dreams thirsts for immediate action, quickly performed, and with everyone watching. Indeed, it will go as far as the giving even of one’s life, provided it does not take long but is soon over, as on stage, and eveyone is looking on and praising. Whereas active love is labor and persistence, and for some people, perhaps, a whole science.

He repeated until his dying day that there was no one with more common sense, no stonecutter more obstinate, no manager more lucid or dangerous, than a poet.

They wrote in the old days that it is sweet and fitting to die for one’s country. But in modern war, there is nothing sweet nor fitting in your dying. You will die like a dog for no good reason.

A strict belief in fate is the worst of slavery, imposing upon our necks an everlasting lord and tyrant, whom we are to stand in awe of night and day.

The day you settle for less is the day you will get less.

A word is dead when it is said, some say. I say it just begins to live that day.

Don’t say you don’t have enough time. You have exactly the same number of hours per day that were given to Helen Keller, Pasteur, Michelangelo, Mother Teresa, Leonardo da Vinci, Thomas Jefferson, and Albert Einstein.

The stars were only sparks of the fire which devoured us. Should that fire die out one day, there would be nothing left in the sky but dead stars, dead eyes.

The other day I… uh, no, that wasn’t me.

To forget the dead would be akin to killing them a second time.

With the new day comes new strength and new thoughts.

Zola has been a friend of mine since our days together at Dallas Theological Seminary, several decades ago. I rejoice that he suffers no more, but grieve for his family.

And it was on my first day on Earth that I realized I didn’t measure up, and I never would.

It’s not a problem. In four or five days I will be beautiful once again.

Prayer should be the key of the day and the lock of the night.

The day soldiers stop bringing you their problems is the day you have stopped leading them.

I am not young but I feel young. The day I feel old, I will go to bed and stay there.

Go ahead. Make my day.

The stronger the participation of the female characters, the better the movie. They knew that in the old days, when women stars were equally as important as men.

Everybody thinks making films back to back is a big deal but they did it all the time in the old days.

I’m a day-to-day-type person.

We have all felt those emotions in these last few days.

Those days in the woods saved my life many a time in combat.

There will come a day A hazy day in May Or a storm in mid-December When you need someone Just to have a little fun Then I could be the perfect girl for you.

Consider that this day ne’er dawns again.

If sinners be damned, at least let them leap to Hell over our dead bodies. And if they perish, let them perish with our arms wrapped about their knees, imploring them to stay. If Hell must be filled, let it be filled in the teeth of our exertions, and let not one go unwarned and unprayed for.

Is there nothing to sing about to-day? Then borrow a song from tomorrow; sing of what is yet to be. Is this world dreary? Then think of the next.

Even through your hardest days, remember we are all made of stardust.

The sky calls to us. If we do not destroy ourselves, we will one day venture to the stars.

There are as many nights as days, and one is just as long as the other in the year’s course

Some people cannot see a good thing when it is right here, right now. Others can sense a good thing coming when it is days, months, or miles away.

There are two days in my calendar: This day and that Day.

The day you stop racing is the day you win the race.

Better to die fighting for freedom then be a prisoner all the days of your life.

Smelling the air when spring comes by raindrops reminds us of youthful days

One fine day as my mother was putting the bread in the oven, I went up to her and taking her by her flour-smeared elbow I said to her, Mama I want to be a painter.

Each day is a little life

We only have one life and one body to care of, and we better do it right. You never know what tomorrow may bring and so we better live this life the best we can and be grateful for everything we have

Think, in this batter’d Caravanserai
Whose Doorways are alternate Night and Day,
How Sultan after Sultan with his Pomp
Abode his Hour or two, and went his way.

Know yourself as a snowdrift on the sand Heaped for two days, or three, then thawed and gone. (c.1050-c.1123)

Yesterday This Day’s Madness did prepare; To-morrow’s Silence, Triumph, or Despair:
Drink! for you know not whence you came, nor why: Drink! for you know not why you go, nor where.

The day you left me an angel cried

The person who deserves most pity is a lonesome one on a rainy day who doesn’t know how to read

Back in the day, I would wear up to 45 pounds of gold. It would take me four hours to get dressed!

My ambition is to have this wonderful gift produce practical results for the future of commercial flying and for the women who may want to fly tomorrow’s planes

Don’t count the days; make the days count.

I just want to go through Central Park and watch folks passing by. Spend the whole day watching people. I miss that.

Even the mundane task of washing dishes by hand is an example of the small tasks and personal activities that once filled people’s daily lives with a sense of achievement.

Blest who can unconcernedly find, hours, days, and years slide soft away, in health of body, peace of mind

I’m thankful that when I go to bed at night, that I have been myself that day. And I have been honest with myself.

Like my friend Warren Buffett, I feel particularly lucky to do something every day that I love to do. He calls it ‘tap-dancing to work’.

Like almost everyone who uses e-mail, I receive a ton of spam every day. Much of it offers to help me get out of debt or get rich quick. It would be funny if it weren’t so exciting.

The advance of technology is based on making it fit in so that you don’t really even notice it, so it’s part of everyday life.

April is the cruellest month.

I used to be a hot-tar roofer. Yeah, I remember that… day.

Learn from yesterday, live for today, hope for tomorrow. The important thing is not to stop questioning.

The whole of science is nothing more than a refinement of everyday thinking.

Learn from yesterday, live for today, hope for tomorrow.

It was my 44th win [in Monaco]; 44 is my race number; and it’s been my number since I was 8. And it’s my family’s number as well. So it was a special day, for sure.

The days have taught you not to trust happiness because it hurts when it deceives.