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Night's bewitching hand
Slams the door- in my face and that of sorrow.
No matter how hard I try,
It only mocks me.
All that I designed in daytime,
Night came and smeared with smoke.
All that I imagined at night,
Day came and erased outright.
You know those day you sometimes have? The days that seem totally ordinary when you wake up, but by the time you go to sleep that night, your whole life is divided into before that day and after that day? This is one of those days.
What is today?"
"Thursday."
"Thursday." She stood up. "My God," she said, and sat down again with a moan. "It's too gruesome.
I need a chapter break.
New day, new delight.
The day is conscious of itself.
Day and Night
The night is long: do not shorten it by sleep. The day is fair: do not darken it with wrongdoing.
The day here is a something without value, a mere torment suffered by living creatures as they await the night. Night is deliverance.
A day merges through a multitude of shades and intonations, with each passing moment.
Tomorrow and tomorrow come creeping in and always will. We're fools trapped in a mechanism of our own unconscious making. Shadows strutting and fretting for one brief hour upon a stage, then heard no more. I'll weep an ocean in my heart, if the world would give me time. But not now.
A day out of season, stopping the monotonous count of summer days. Stopping, too, one's own summer routine, so that, looking out on the gray skies, one says not only, 'What time of year is it?' but, 'What time of life am I in? Where am I? What am I doing?
I don't know enough about daytime, I think, to say anything.
New day, new miracle.
No more tomorrows. Today is the day.
The pause between the errors and trials of the day and the hopes of the night.
Light tomorrow with today.
Day is just a collection of hours.
Everyday Sun shines for new Experiences
Love's night is noon.
There is no yesterday or tomorrow; there is only this moment. Twenty-four hours a day. Seven days a week. Three hundred sixty-five days a year.
Wake up - time to die.
'Garbage Time' was the name I came up with. Midnight was my decision. Were they the right decisions? I dunno.
And then he smiles, and in all the places around the globe where it's night, day breaks.
Now time, afternoon time, which in the Midi is as elemental as air and light, expanded and rolled billowingly outwards across the rest of the day, and upwards to the vaults of the cobalt sky, freeing everyone in its delicious sprawl from their obligations.
We move through the day like two hands of a clock: sometimes we overlap for a moment, then come apart again, carrying on alone. Everyday exactly the same: the tea, the burnt toast, the crumbs, the silence.
The Bright Blessed Day, the Dark Sacred Night
Today is a fantasy for tomorrow has gone and yesterday is here!
Night, when words fade and things come alive. When the destructive analysis of day is done, and all that is truly important becomes whole and sound again.
Each day had a tranquility a timelessness about it so that you wished it would never end. But then the dark skin of the night would peel off and there would be a fresh day waiting for us glossy and colorful as a child's transfer and with the same tinge of unreality.
Days of being wild.
Moonrise
settle back with muffins and tea
until the window empties
Today's hard news stories were yesterday's dystopian SF. Rereading
Time pulses from the afternoon like blood from a serious wound.
hello I'm day, hello I'm june
The morning steals upon the night,
Melting the darkness.
Sunrise - a time when all truths are still clean and enviable.
I believe the twenty-four hour day has come to stay.
Our negative life situations are essential elements for us to fulfill our intended destiny. However, unless we possess the power of endurance to live through the dark of the night, we will not see the glory of daybreak.
Evening has disappeared. It takes me a while to realize this.In the meantime,I'm getting medical attention. A doctor named Johanna has detected a possible irregularity which requires her to listen to my heartbeat. This requires me to take off my shirt.
Before ya know it, all of today's tomorrows slip into yesterdays.
Credit: Gerty Murphy reminiscing in Barnstorm
an eight day clock.
The hour-hand of life.
On day is pressed on by another.
Watch Die Hard films until the day started making sense again.
Soon man will count all his days, and then smaller segments of the day, and then smaller still - until the counting consumes him, and the wonder of the world he has been given is lost.
A man who gets up very early creates a new day within the same day!
Midnight,
strange mystic hour,
when the veil between the frail present and the eternal future grows thin.
Your Day Is Your Life
All Moanday, Tearday, Wailsday, Thumpsday, Frightday, Shatterday.
Now's the day and now's the hour.
Let go of yesterday.
We were not made by Nature to work, or even to play, from eight o'clock in the morning till midnight. We ought to break our days and our marches into two.
Here is the day for the man, where is the man for the day?
Capture the day, put minimum trust on tomorrow.
The ending of the day was the ending of a powerful song, one that filled you up with anticipation because all the mistakes you made in the blazing light of day were erased.
These days the nights and mornings have a tendency to bleed into one another.
Don't just get through the day, get FROM the day
This is the end of the day, but soon there will be a new day.
But the longest day hath its evening.
The morning comes to consciousness
The day is refracted, and the next and the one after that, all of them broken up into a hundred juggled segments, each brilliant and self-contained so that the hours are no longer linear but assorted like bright sweets in a jar.
I want to fall into the purity that is Day, soaking in his simple honesty, his heart that sits open and beating on his sleeve.
In some nations day broke after a long night, but it is clouded with chaos and corruption.
That morning each of us found a breaking point. Not only a physical barrier, but a point where determination, stamina and duty clashed and were overcome not so much by pain but by absurdity.
It is the hour of pearl - the interval between day and night when time stops and examines itself.
In the morning, we carry the world like Atlas; at noon, we stoop and bend beneath it; and at night, it crushes us flat to the ground.
On the set I never know what day of the week it is.
It's what every writer needs: a daybed.
To some of us, the nights are too long. To some, the days.
Write at the edges of the day.
Zero Day was here.
Life every day as if you're going to die at midnight
On this road
where nobody else travels
autumn nightfall.
It's a finger snapping kind of day.
Another day of vigorous writing. To live the characters adventure, and be a Goddess controlling their fate. I do like days like this. "- Sasha George on Twitter.
world for a couple of days.
The night is just a part of the day
Live for today, for there is only today
The whole of the day should not be daytime; there should be one hour, if not more, which the day did not bring forth.
Just an ordinary day. "And then - gone.
Viva Las Vegas with your neon flashin' and your one arm bandits crashin' all those hopes down the drain. Viva Las Vegas turnin' day into nighttime, turnin night into daytime. If you see it once, you'll never be the same again.
Don't decide yet," Hephaestus advised. "Wait until daybreak. Daybreak is a good time for decisions.
Every day contains a thousand little servings of free time you might just have overlooked. And each moment contains beauty, wonder, and models you never need to pay.
What time is it?"
"One o'clock."
I nearly spit out some soda. "In the
afternoon?"
"No. In the morning. Don't let that damn
sunlight fool you. It lies.
As I set out each day, I felt like a young child again. One who hadn't yet learned the rules of manmade time; the rules of clocks and calendars, of weekdays and weekends. Except the primitive markers of day and night, time lay ahead of me in a continuous, undefined mass.
The new day is almost here, but the old one is still dragging its heavy skirts. Just as ocean water and river water struggle against each other at a river mouth, the old time and the new time clash and blend.
Morning has broken
Like the first morning.
Blackbird has spoken
Like the first bird.
Days like this, like your day today.
maybe the rain on the window trying to
get through to you. What do you see today?
what is it? where are you?
the best days are sometimes the first,
sometimes the middle and even sometimes the last
Time has fallen asleep in the afternoon sunshine.
The day never starts nor does it end, we just decide to call it a day.....
And it is the great noon when man stands at the midpoint of his course between beast and superman and celebrates his way to the evening as his highest hope: for it is the way to a new morning.
Darkness has conquered the day; the arms of the night slapped the living daylight off the day.Gripping. Killing. Totally overwhelming. The taste of darkness bitters my mouth
as I struggled against unnumbered foes.
Yesterday, the title
Now I'm awake and you're here. Now I'm dreaming and you're here. Now I have nothing but days. Never nights.
These are the days that try man's heart.
I am fascinated by the dailies, what is daily.
The morning comes, the night decays, the watchmen leave their stations.
The hour that burst the spirit's sleep...
We live between the act of awakening and the act of surrender. Each morning, we awaken to the light and the invitation to a new day in the world of time; each night, we surrender to the dark to be taken to play in the world of dreams where time is no more.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear, I rise. Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear, I rise.