Explore Quotes on Hours

When you leave them in the morning, they stick their nose in the door crack and stand there like a portrait until you turn the key eight hours later.

O hushed October morning mild, _x000D__x000D_Thy leaves have ripened to the fall; _x000D__x000D_Tomorrow's wind, if it be wild,_x000D__x000D_Should waste them all. _x000D__x000D_The crows above the forest call; _x000D__x000D_Tomorrow they may form and go. _x000D__x000D_O hushed October morning mild, _x000D__x000D_Begin the hours of this day slow. _x000D__x000D_Make the day seem to us less brief. _x000D__x000D_Hearts not averse to being beguiled, _x000D__x000D_Beguile us in the way you know. _x000D__x000D_Release one leaf at break of day; _x000D__x000D_At noon release another leaf; _x000D__x000D_One from our trees, one far away.

Hour of nostalgia, hour of happiness, hour of solitude.

Eventually, Americans would be stuck with government-run health care whether they like it or not. That's when the worst scenario would take shape, with Americans subjected to bureaucratic hassles, hours spent on hold waiting for a government service rep to take a call, restrictions on care, and, yes, lifesaving treatment and lifesaving surgeries denied or delayed.

The actual getting into the gym and working out process was easier, but the eating was harder. I had to eat every two hours. At one point, my trainer said, 'Put anything in your mouth. Go to McDonald's, get the biggest shake possible. I just need to get calories in you.' Because my body fat at the time was only, like, seven and a half percent.

I had not taken a bath in a year nor changed my clothes or removed them except to stick a needle every hour in the fibrous grey wooden flesh of heroin addiction. I did absolutely nothing.

Several elements of the ADD mind favor creativity....As mentioned earlier, the term 'attention deficit' is a misnomer. It is a matter of attention inconsistency. While it is true that the ADD mind wanders when not engaged, it is also the case that the ADD mind fastens on to its subject fiercely when it is engaged. A child with ADD may sit for hours meticulously putting together a model airplane.

I was making $50 a week as a house model at Christian Dior for nine months before I learned that photographic models made $50 an hour!

Go and lie down in the dark... for hours... and don't move. I'm locking the door now

It seems so much easier in these days to live morally than to live beautifully. Lots of us manage to exist for years without ever sinning against society, but we sin against loveliness every hour of the day.

For 50 years bike racers have been taking stimulants. Obviously we can do without them in a race, but then we will pedal 15 miles an hour (instead of 25). Since we are constantly asked to go faster and to make even greater efforts, we are obliged to take stimulants

I was crushingly bored talking about politics 30 hours a week.

Red Carpet Enterprise has been really well received since one guy can install it in about an hour, and it makes it trivial to deal with software management issues like deploying updates and creating standard package sets for your various machines.

It took less than an hour to make the atoms, a few hundred million years to make the stars and planets, but five billion years to make man!

The last hour from midnight had lost half its quarters, and the stars went lifting up the great minutes.

In the country, I stopped being a person who, in the words of Sylvia Boorstein, startles easily. I grew calmer, but beneath that calm was a deep well of loneliness I hadn't known was there. ... Anxiety was my fuel. When I stopped, it was all waiting for me: fear, anger, grief, despair, and that terrible, terrible loneliness. What was it about? I was hardly alone. I loved my husband and son. I had great friends, colleagues, students. In the quiet, in the extra hours, I was forced to ask the question, and to listen carefully to the answer: I was lonely for myself. [p. 123]

All successful individuals have become such by hard work; by improving moments before they pass into hours, and hours that other people may occupy in the pursuit of pleasure.

Lulled by stupefying illusions, the world is asleep in the cradle of infancy, dreaming away the hours.

What is it about maps and globes that seems to require our undivided attention? I've spent hours looking at maps of places I will never see and maps so old that they are a record of nothing but the faintest glow of the past. Perhaps they turn us into gods, letting us look down at the insignificant drones that occupy the earth. Or maybe they simply feed off our hunger to go off into the unknown. Venturing off to places where people don't chain themselves to tedious jobs and financial debts but places of imagination, mystery and freedom Perhaps they're just trying to tell us something.

I am afraid I am one of those people who continues to read in the hope of sometime discovering in a book a single—and singular—piece of wisdom so penetrating, so soul stirring, so utterly applicable to my own life as to make all the bad books I have read seem well worth the countless hours spent on them. My guess is that this wisdom, if it ever arrives, will do so in the form of a generalization.

For a feature in next month's issue of Prog magazine, the photographer spent many hours setting up a photo shoot of me with part of my music collection in my writing office. Since I do most of my writing outside in nature, we felt this shot was most representative.