A Quote by Harry Chapin

I spent a week there one afternoon. — © Harry Chapin
I spent a week there one afternoon.
I came home every Friday afternoon, riding the six miles on the back of a big mule. I spent Saturday and Sunday washing and ironing and cooking for the children and went back to my country school on Sunday afternoon.
The wounds were burning like suns at five in the afternoon, and the crowd broke the windows At five in the afternoon. Ah, that fatal five in the afternoon! It was five by all the clocks! It was five in the shade of the afternoon!
I begin early in the morning and edit everything I wrote the previous day. I write until mid-afternoon. My goal is to write a chapter per week, and if I am not finished by Friday, I write on the weekend. I get a lot of fan emails and answer them every day. In the late afternoon, I attend to the business of publishing, etc.
At five in the afternoon. It was exactly five in the afternoon. A boy brought the white sheet at five in the afternoon. A frail of lime ready prepared at five in the afternoon. The rest was death, and death alone
I spent the morning putting in a comma and the afternoon removing it.
I spent most of this afternoon writing a new introduction for my autobiography.
I spent twelve years training for a career that was over in a week. Joe Namath spent one week training for a career that lasted twelve years.
Once you explore life outside of work, it becomes addictive. The less you work, the less you want to work. At first, the odd afternoon off seems like a fantastic luxury. Before long, you are opting for a four-day week. Then a four-day week becomes an intolerable demand on your time, so you find a way of moving to a three-day week.
For 'The Gift of Stones,' I spent an afternoon chasing a flock of Canadian geese.
Sometimes, an afternoon spent in bed with someone can be the most important thing in the universe.
Very often my weekends are spent performing on Saturday, on stage in the afternoon and again in the evening.
We've got 942 friends on Facebook, but when was the last time we spent an afternoon sitting in High Park with one of them?
I spent the afternoon of Sunday 9 July, 2006 in Berlin sleeping and playing the PlayStation. In the evening, I went out and won the World Cup.
I love movies; many an afternoon skipping school were spent in a funky, run-down Brooklyn movie theater.
One day in '61, I was looking in the Santa Monica phone book for a number, and there it was: Stan Laurel, Ocean Avenue in Santa Monica. I went over there and spent the afternoon with them. And pumped him with questions. I must have driven him crazy. I spent a lot of happy hours at Stan's house on Sundays just talking about comedy.
I go to the theater two or three times a week when I'm in London. Whereas I feel guilty going to the cinema in the middle of the afternoon.
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