Top 1200 Sunday Night Quotes & Sayings - Page 8

The goal of Sunday is to leave my home as little as possible.

I usually stay in on Sunday nights. I'm not much of a party person.

The loneliness caused by not hearing Ren's voice... I felt it deep in the night. I felt it deeper than anyone else. Even now at times I look back. In this ordinary life without Ren, I think my life with him was like a dream. Especially on a snowy night like this. On a night as cold as this. Someone keep this guy warm for me, please.

Well, I believe in God. I taught Sunday school.

I try to plan our meals for the week on Sunday.

There was an open mic night when I was about 11 years old and I went and I played the songs that I'd written in my bedroom and it was the first night where I felt like I was myself at school.

Kiss me, Kate, we shall be married o'Sunday

With Hairspray, we had a great experience. I always think of the last time I saw Divine: He was in the last booth in the back of the Odeon. Now every time I go in there, I look at that table. It was a wonderful night.Hairspray had been out a week; it was a hit. If I had to pick a night that was going to be the last night.

That night I lie out under the stars again. The Pleiades are there winking at me. I am no longer on my way from one place to another. I have changed lives. My life now is as black and white as night and day; a life of fierce struggle under the sun, and peaceful reflection under the night sky. I feel as though I am floating on a raft far, far away from any world I ever knew.

She was sitting cross-legged on her bed in her white kimono, writing in a notebook with an ink pen she dipped in a bottle. 'Never let a man stay the night,' she told me. 'Dawn has a way of casting a pall on any night magic.' The night magic sounded lovely. Someday I would have lovers and write a poem after.

In the morning on Sunday, a drum is sounded at about 8 o'clock.

I saw your name in lights last night. It's the middle of the night, and I can't sleep, thinking all my trumpeting thoughts, and I get out of bed, open the curtains, and look into the night full of stars, and you know what I saw? Your name. Like the stars joined up and spelled the word for me. Like a sign.

The one great poem of New England is her Sunday.

It's absolutely fine to think of new ways of doing things, and I'm not just asking for the traditional reporter to look into our living rooms night after night.

I spent a lot of time lifting my drums into a van, playing to ten people night after night. I can't complain about anything now. That stuff was heavy.

Sunday brunch at Soho House. The views of L.A. are spectacular.

If you can't be bothered to work on Saturday, don't bother to come in on Sunday.

The eternal spring is hidden in this living bread for our life's sake, although it is night. It is here calling out to creatures; and they satisfy their thirst, although in darkness, because it is night. This living spring that I long for, I see in this bread of life, although it is night.

I don't remember even having spoken a piece in Sunday school.

If you want anything to work, Sunday, you're going to have to believe it

I guess God made Boston on a wet Sunday.

My Sunday mornings are spent in a recovery meeting in Pacific Palisades.

I don't work at night. I'm not very good about working at night. I get tired during the day and I usually like to save my nights to try things out recording.

I ran into Snoop one night. I was in the studio later, and I got this beat and thought he would sound great on it. I called him and he came right through that night.

If it is gay, ribald and lascivious night-life you are after, Israel is not the place for you. The night clubs you do find are nearer in spirit to a YMCA than to dens of iniquity.

I put my heart, soul and tears into the game and this is what I get. I don't know what to do. My wife can't sleep at night. I hold my daughter all night. I am ashamed I played cricket.

People can be great competitors on Sunday and mates on Monday.

...And Sunday's the one day I rest, give thanks, and bless.

As a child, I was deeply religious and went to church every Sunday.

That was my relationship to 'Archie' for the most part: just the Sunday strips.

You know what Sunday is, it's a day with a lot of potential for naps.

The Sunday paper is an odd British cultural tradition.

It can't be Sunday every day. There are also Mondays and Tuesdays.

If you want to kill Christianity you must abolish Sunday.

I once spent a year in Philadelphia, I think it was on a Sunday.

One night in Tokyo we watched two Japanese businessmen saying good-night to each other after what had clearly been a long night of drinking, a major participant sport in Japan. These men were totally snockered, having reached the stage of inebriation wherein every air molecule that struck caused them to wobble slightly, but they still managed to behave more formally than Americans do at funerals.

But it's Sunday, Mr. Bell. Clocks are slow on Sundays.

I have no superstitions. I don't have to have a Sunday outfit. I don't have socks or underwear I have to wear.

All that I have said and done, Now that I am old and ill, Turns into a question till I lie awake night after night And never get the answers right.

Sunday clears away the rust of the whole week.

After a sleepless night the body gets weaker, It becomes dear and not yours - and nobody's. Just like a seraph you smile to people And arrows moan in the slow arteries. After a sleepless night the arms get weaker And deeply equal to you are the friend and foe. Smells like Florence in the frost, and in each Sudden sound is the whole rainbow. Tenderly light the lips, and the shadow's golden Near the sunken eyes. Here the night has sparked This brilliant likeness - and from the dark night Only just one thing - the eyes - are growing dark.

You don't come in here on Sunday with a big banana and expect everything to be peaches.

All of Japan once a year will get up on their rooftops, because that's the night that the shepherd boy from one side of the Milky Way gets to meet the weaver girl on the other side of the Milky Way. They all get up on their roofs and watch that night. So they long for 365 days and then on the 365th night, they see the result of that longing.

The weirdest, most eloquent memory I have of the time on the kibbutz is, every Saturday night was movie night, and one of the first movies I remember seeing there was 'Judgment at Nuremberg.'

I was not so interested in night-after-night coverage of Michael Jackson's death or Britney Spears' latest breakdown - topics that were 'breaking news' at the time.

The discipline of live theater - doing the same perfect thing night after night, eight times a week - never ceases to amaze me

I'm obsessed with radio. It's a good start to Sunday morning.

No one ever wants fight of the night. Every fight I've gone in, I want knockout of the night. I want to be in and out quick. Sometimes, these guys just have a lot of grit - they're highly trained, and I just can't get them out of there, so I get fight of the night.

There's nothing like being a pitcher on the mound. You're by yourself. Ever since I was a little kid watching Pedro Martinez do it, night in and night out. I've always loved it.

I've never been a Sunday-only kind of Christian.

The pressure, the heat, the almost impossibly fast pace at which you need work - this is the reality of working in the culinary industry. This is what professional chefs do night after night.

Not only is there no God, but try finding a plumber on Sunday.

We do a stewardship series every Sunday...at offering time.

Who remembers when we used to rest on Sunday instead of Monday?

With Romeo and Juliet, you're talking about two people who meet one night, and get married the same night. I believe in love at first sight-but it hasn't happened to me yet.

One night as I girl I spied my grandma and one of her sisters outside, holding hands and singing, "Sprites of the night are we, are we. Singing and dancing joyfully." It was witchy and wonderful because it meant there was power in joy. They were not afraid of the night because they were giggling. I am very interested in finding the surprising boundaries, for instance, where do joy and fear meet?

I love Sunday lunches with the family that start at 1 P.M. and finish at 5 P.M.

There's something really fun and spooky about that teenage feeling of narcissism or indestructibility, like the idea that every night might be the night before the world ends.

Don't judge men's wealth or godliness by their Sunday appearance.

The unpurged images of day recede; The Emperor's drunken soldiery are abed; Night resonance recedes, night-walkers' song After great cathedral gong.