Remember now thy Creator in the days of thy youth, while the evil days come not, nor the years draw nigh, when thou shalt say, I have no pleasure in them; While the sun, or the light, or the moon, or the stars, be not darkened, nor the clouds return after the rain: In the day when the keepers of the house shall tremble, and the strong men shall bow themselves, and the grinders cease because they are few, and those that look out of the windows be darkened.
Now if any man build upon this foundation gold, silver, precious stones, wood, hay, stubble; Every man's work shall be made manifest: for the day shall declare it, because it shall be revealed by fire; and the fire shall try every man's work of what sort it is.
Let no one till his death Be called unhappy. Measure not the work Until the day's out and the labour done.
To build may have to be the slow and laborious task of years. To destroy can be the thoughtless act of a single day.
The Lord had a job for me, but I had so much to do, I said, "You get somebody else--or wait till I get through." I don't know how the Lord came out, but He seemed to get along: But I felt kinda sneakin' like, 'cause I know'd I done Him wrong. One day I needed the Lord--Needed Him myself--needed Him right away, And He never answered me at all, but I could hear Him say Down in my accusin' heart, "Nigger, I'se got too much to do, You get somebody else or wait till I get through."
By working faithfully eight hours a day, you may get to be a boss and work twelve hours a day.
The fiction pleased; our generous train complies, Nor fraud mistrusts in virtue's fair disguise. The work she plyed, but, studious of delay, Each following night reversed the toils of day.
When Darby saw the setting sun He swung his scythe, and home he run, Sat down, drank off his quart and said, "My work is done, I'll go to bed." "My work is done!" retorted Joan, "My work is done! Your constant tone, But hapless woman ne'er can say 'My work is done' till judgment day."
Who first invented work, and bound the free And holyday-rejoicing spirit down . . . To that dry drudgery at the desk's dead wood? . . . Sabbathless Satan!
O, how full of briers is this working-day world!
A day's work is a day's work, neither more nor less, and the man who does it needs a day's sustenance, a night's repose, and due leisure, whether he be a painter or ploughman.
But when dread Sloth, the Mother of Doom, steals in, And reigns where Labour's glory was to serve, Then is the day of crumbling not far off.
In books, or work, or healthful play, Let my first years be past, That I may give for every day Some good account at last. - Isaac Watts,
The day is short, the labor long, the workers are idle, and reward is great, and the Master is urgent.
Fly away, pretty moth, to the shade Of the leaf where you slumbered all day; Be content with the moon and the stars, pretty moth, And make use of your wings while you may. . . . . But tho' dreams of delight may have dazzled you quite, They at last found it dangerous play; Many things in this world that look bright, pretty moth, Only dazzle to lead us astray.
The world gels better every day--then worse again in the evening.
Worry does not empty tomorrow of its sorrow; it empties today of its strength.
Don't worry about the world coming to an end today. It's already tomorrow in Australia.
There are two days in the week on which I never worry; One is yesterday and the other is tomorrow.
Worry a little bit every day and in a lifetime you will lose a couple of years. If something is wrong, fix it if you can. But train yourself not to worry. Worry never fixes anything.
We consume our tomorrows fretting about our yesterdays.
Anxiety does not empty tomorrow of its sorrows, but only empties today of its strength.
Together kneeling, night and day, Thou, for my sake, at Allah's shrine, And I--at any God's for thine.
WRATH, n. Anger of a superior quality and degree, appropriate to exalted characters and momentous occasions; as, "the wrath of God," "the day of wrath," etc. . . .
...your mom calls you up every other day to beg you to get a real job so she can hold her head up at your cousin's upcoming wedding receptionâ you're good with technology, have you ever considered becoming a Xerox machine repairperson?