Sun Quotes - Page 18

Sunday is a day of rest. Loafing is not rest.

A man can never have too many pairs of sunglasses or too many guitars.

I accept the resurrection of Easter Sunday not as an invention of the community of disciples, but as a historical event. If the resurrection of Jesus from the dead on that Easter Sunday were a public event which had been made known...not only to the 530 Jewish witnesses but to the entire population, all Jews would have become followers of Jesus.

I am but too conscious of the fact that we are born in an age when only the dull are treated seriously, and I live in terror of not being misunderstood. Don't degrade me into the position of giving you useful information. Education is an admirable thing, but it is well to remember from time to time that nothing that is worth knowing can be taught.

Tomorrow at sunrise I shall no longer be here.

Don't waste your time on jealousy.

Autumn glows upon us like a splendid evening; it is the very sunset of the year.

More has been screwed up on the battlefield and misunderstood in the Pentagon because of a lack of understanding of the English language than any other single factor.

With my sunglasses on, I'm Jack Nicholson. Without them, I'm fat and 60.

Hold out your hands to feel the luxury of the sunbeams.

Genius unrefined resembles a flash of lightning, but wisdom is like the sun.

Sunday, the day for the language of leisure.

You know you're doing what you love when Sunday nights feel the same as Friday nights.

Sunday evenings often feel like the weekend is over before it's even begun.

I sort of enjoy the fact that I'm misunderstood most of the time. That's fine.

Today I saw a red and yellow sunset and thought, how insignificant I am! Of course, I thought that yesterday too, and it rained.

Eternity to the godly is a day that has no sunset; eternity to the wicked is a night that has no sunrise.

I found the best ideas usually came, not when one was actively striving for them, but when one was in a more relaxed state… I used to take long solitary walks on Sundays, during which I tended to review the current situation in a leisurely way. Such occasions often proved fruitful, even though (or perhaps, because) the primary purpose of the walk was relaxation and not research.

What nearly everybody in my life had misunderstood about Satanism was that it is not about ritual sacrifices, digging up graves and worshipping the devil. The devil doesn't exist. Satanism is about worshipping yourself, because you are responsible for your own good and evil.

Being stuck in airports, you always end up buying perfume and sunglasses.

How does it happen that something that makes so much sense in the moonlight doesn't make any sense at all in the sunlight?

A false or misunderstood word may create as much disaster as a sudden thoughtless act.

If God grants me longer life, I will see to it that no peasant in my kingdom will lack the means to have a chicken in the pot every Sunday.

Life's hard. It's supposed to be. If we didn't suffer, we'd never learn anything.

To say prayers in a decent, delicate way is not heavy work. But to pray really, to pray till hell feels the ponderous stroke, to pray till the iron gates of difficulty are opened, till the mountains of obstacles are removed, till the mists are exhaled and the clouds are lifted, and the sunshine of a cloudless day brightens-this is hard work, but it is God's work, and man's best labor.