#evening

I spent an entire evening seated between Fred Astaire and Gene Kelly, being charmed from either side. It was pure Hollywood magic. ↗

— Lorna Luft

#being #between #charmed #either #entire

When I retire I'm going to spend my evenings by the fireplace going through those boxes. There are things in there that ought to be burned. ↗

— Richard M. Nixon

#burned #evenings #fireplace #going #i

A visit to a cinema is a little outing in itself. It breaks the monotony of an afternoon or evening; it gives a change from the surroundings of home, however pleasant. ↗

— Ivor Novello

#breaks #change #cinema #evening #gives

But we will play 6, 7 new songs each evening, approximately a third in the concert. I think it's a good balance. It will be very interesting to see the public's reaction. But i think when we'll play the very first new piece, we will be scared. ↗

— Ed O'Brien

#balance #concert #each #evening #first

After I'd produced about two dozen pen and ink drawings, one evening I decided that they needed poems to accompany them. I still have no idea where that notion came from, but it took me about two hours to produce verses for these creatures. ↗

— Jack Prelutsky

#accompany #after #came #creatures #decided

The quality of life is so much higher anyplace you can ski in the morning and surf in the evening - there's something to be said for that. ↗

— Ian Somerhalder

#evening #higher #life #morning #much

For myself, I can only say that I am astonished and somewhat terrified at the results of this evening's experiments. Astonished at the wonderful power you have developed, and terrified at the thought that so much hideous and bad music may be put on record forever. ↗

— Arthur Sullivan

#astonished #bad #developed #evening #experiments

I was taken to concerts when I was six, seven years old, and sat in a box throughout the whole evening. ↗

— Kitty Carlisle

#concerts #evening #i #old #sat

In the late afternoons and early evenings, the crowd is easily over 1 million. That many people simply can't fit in Independence Square. The demonstration spills in to the streets for several blocks. ↗

— Bob Schaffer

#crowd #demonstration #early #easily #evenings

The park is high. And as out of a house I step out of its glimmering half-light into openness and evening. Into the wind, the same wind that the clouds feel, the bright rivers and the turning mills that stand slowly grinding at the sky's edge. Now I too am a thing held in its hand, the smallest thing under the sky. --Look: Is that one sky?: Blissfully lucid blue, into which ever purer clouds throng, and under it all white in endless changes, and over it that huge, thin-spun gray, pulsing warmly as on red underpaint, and over everything this silent radiance of a setting sun. Miraculous structure, moved within itself and upheld by itself, shaping figures, giant wings, faults and high mountain ridges before the first star and suddenly, there: a gate into such distances as perhaps only birds know... ↗

— Rainer Maria Rilke

#change