A Quote by Joseph McCarthy

I'm always chasing rainbows, Waiting to find a little bluebird in vain. — © Joseph McCarthy
I'm always chasing rainbows, Waiting to find a little bluebird in vain.
People who postpone happiness are like children who try chasing rainbows in an effort to find the pot of gold at the rainbows end...Your life will never be fulfilled until you are happy here and now.
Kids are always chasing rainbows, but baseball is a world where you can catch them.
Late at night when the wind is still I'll come flying through your door, And you'll know what love is for. I am a bluebird, I'm a bluebird...
He felt like a man who, chasing rainbows, has had one of them suddenly turn and bite him in the leg.
In all probability the Human Genome Project will, someday, find that I carry some recessive gene for optimism, because despite all my best efforts I still can't scrape together even a couple days of hopelessness. Future scientists will call it the Pollyanna Syndrome, and if forced to guess, I'd say that mine has been a way-long case history of chasing rainbows.
You've got to go where the work is. My mom got a job somewhere else so I went and lived with her and then I just bounced all over going to school, chasing rainbows and all that.
Is there any sign of spring quite so welcome as the glint of the first bluebird unless it is his softly whistled song? No wonder the bird has become the symbol for happiness. Before the farmer begins to plough the wet earth, often while snow is still on the ground, this hardy little minstrel is making himself very much at home in our orchards and gardens while waiting for a mate to arrive from the South.
The dreams we are chasing and the reality that is chasing us are always parallel; they never meet.
The pressure of chasing 230 is naturally always less compared to chasing 300.
We will continue to chase rainbows unless we recognize that they are rainbows and there is no pot of gold at the end of them
Vain, very vain, my weary search to find That bliss which only centers in the mind.
The bluebird enjoys the preeminence of being the first bit of color that cheers our northern landscape. The other birds that arrive about the same time--the sparrow, the robin, the phoebe-bird--are clad in neutral tints, gray, brown, or russet; but the bluebird brings one of the primary hues and the divinest of them all.
It always amazes me to look at the little, wrinkled brown seeds and think of the rainbows in 'em," said Captain Jim. "When I ponder on them seeds I don't find it nowise hard to believe that we've got souls that'll live in other worlds. You couldn't hardly believe there was life in them tiny things, some no bigger than grains of dust, let alone colour and scent, if you hadn't seen the miracle, could you?
Happiness has always seemed like a bluebird, and consists of moments.
You'll never find rainbows, If you're looking down...
A bud is a flower-to-be. A flower in waiting. Waiting for just the right warmth and care to open up. It's a little fist of love waiting to unfold and be seen by the world. And that's you.
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