#afternoon

It was a Sunday afternoon, wet and cheerless; and a duller spectacle this earth of ours has not to show than a rainy Sunday in London. ↗

— Thomas de Quincey

#duller #earth #london #ours #rainy

If one morning I walked on top of the water across the Potomac River, the headline that afternoon would read: "President Can't Swim." ↗

— Lyndon B. Johnson

#across #afternoon #headline #i #morning

Think what a better world it would be if we all, the whole world, had cookies and milk about three o'clock every afternoon and then lay down on our blankets for a nap. ↗

— Barbara Jordan

#about #afternoon #better #better world #blankets

My father was invited to play on a television show when I was 17 or 18 that was an early equivalent of educational television, a Sunday afternoon kind of variety art show. ↗

— John Sebastian

#art #early #educational #equivalent #father

I started writing one afternoon when I was twenty, and ever since then I have written every day. At first I had to force myself. Then it became part of my identity, and I did it without thinking. ↗

— David Sedaris

#became #day #did #ever #every

When I was four or five, my father had a general store in Winchester and I don't think the farmers could ever leave on Saturday afternoon until I had been placed up on the counter to sing. ↗

— Dinah Shore

#been #could #counter #ever #farmers

And in the afternoon they entered a land - but such a land! A land hung in mourning, darkened by gigantic cypresses, submerged; a land of reptiles, silence, shadow, decay. ↗

— George Washington Cable

#darkened #decay #entered #gigantic #hung

My aunt had a season ticket for the Friday afternoon concerts, and I would go down for lessons. My lessons were Saturday morning. ↗

— Robert Ripley

#aunt #concerts #down #friday #friday afternoon

There was just no way I could leave this little Martin guitar in my apartment overnight or even in the afternoon, and expect to find it there when I got back. ↗

— Steve Forbert

#apartment #back #could #even #expect

I am a morning writer; I am writing at eight-thirty in longhand and I keep at it until twelve-thirty, when I go for a swim. Then I come back, have lunch, and read in the afternoon until I take my walk for the next day's writing. ↗

— Carlos Fuentes

#am #back #come #day #go