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I've heard of Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday and Friday. But I've never heard of Someday. _
I like the good life too much, I'm not good at going on stage night after night and on wet Wednesday afternoons. _ Anthony Hopkins
The Tuesday scowls, the Wednesday growls, the Thursday curses, the Friday howls, the Saturday snores, the Sunday yawns, the Monday morns, the Monday morns. The whacks, the moans, the cracks, the groans, the welts, the squeaks, the belts, the shrieks, the pricks, the prayers, the kicks, the tears, the skelps, and the yelps. _ Samuel Beckett
Yesterday ended last night. Every day is a new beginning. Learn the skill of forgetting. And move on.
You learn that you can never not work. If you really want to make it to the big leagues, there's no such thing as "I'll start this first thing Monday" - you gotta do it now. — Kid Sister
Hey, I know it’s Monday. But it’s also a new day and a new week. And in that lies a new opportunity for something special to happen.— Michael Ely
Happy Wednesday! Practice compassion. Lift others. Learn to encourage rather than criticize. You'll feel better when you help others feel better. _ Tracey Edmonds
My own first love was biology. I spent a great part of my adolescence in the Natural History museum in London (and I still go to the Botanic Garden almost every day, and to the Zoo every Monday). The sense of diversity of the wonder of innumerable forms of life has always thrilled me beyond anything else. — Oliver Sacks
Sometimes when I'm healthier on a big day, I feel better about myself. If I eat terribly and I don't sleep well and I drink too much - three or four or five days in a row - it really catches up to me. It's good to have one fun day, as I call it, whether it be a Saturday, a Sunday, a Monday. It doesn't matter. — Molly Sims
I suppose everybody has a mental picture of the days of the week, some seeing them as a circle, some as an endless line, and others again, for all I know, as triangles and cubes. Mine is a wavy line proceeding to infinity, dipping to Wednesday which is the colour of old silver dark with polishing and rising again to a pale gold Sunday. This day has a feeling in my picture of warmth and light breezes and sunshine and afternoons that stretch to infinity and mornings full of far-off bells. _ Angela Thirkell
