“Choose life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a fucking big television, Choose washing machines, cars, compact disc… — John Hodge Copy Share Image
“I am not a graceful person. I am not a Sunday morning or a Friday sunset. I am a Tuesday 2 a.m.,… — Anna Peters Copy Share Image
“When we hear the ancient bells growling on a Sunday morning we ask ourselves: Is it really possible! This, for a jew,… — Friedrich Nietzsche Copy Share Image
“She was in her element walking the concrete sidewalks, listening to the buzz of traffic and the hum of city life. One… — Richard E. Riegel Copy Share Image
He stepped colser. Looked deep into my eyes. Hesitated a millisecond, and then dove in. "I think I'm falling in love with… — Jennifer Rardin Copy Share Image
“I lay there with my mind running amuck, on the brink of madness. And somehow, gradually, early Sunday morning, I became calm.… — John Marsden Copy Share Image
“I thought. I thought of the slow yellow autumn in the swamp and the high honey sun of spring and the eternal… — Anne Rivers Siddons Copy Share Image
“Excerpted From Chapter One “Rock of Ages” floated lightly down the first floor corridor of the Hollywood Hotel’s west wing. It was… — H.P. Oliver Copy Share Image
I was raised in a wonderful family of faith. It was church on Sunday morning and grace before dinner, but my Christian… — Mike Pence Copy Share Image
Sunday, dear Sunday I planned you out so well on Friday, but then Saturday with its late night early morning party vibe… — Micayla Ludick Basson Copy Share Image
There is good reason to make our decision now to serve the Lord. On this Sunday morning, when the complications and temptations… — Howard W. Hunter Copy Share Image
One of my most vivid memories of the mid-1950s is of crying into a washbasin full of soapy grey baby clothes -… — Claire Tomalin Copy Share Image
“When you go to a job interview, nobody is really interested in your background, but on what you can actually do and… — Dan Desmarques Copy Share Image
“The man who wields the blood-clotted cowskin during the week fills the pulpit on Sunday, and claims to be a minister of… — Frederick Douglass Copy Share Image
