All days are nights to see till I see thee, And nights bright days when dreams do show thee me.
For every dark night, there is a brighter day.
I know it seems hard sometimes but remember one thing. Through every dark night, there's a bright day after that. So no matter how hard it get, stick your chest out, keep ya head up.... and handle it.
Learn From Yesterday, Live for Today, hope for tomorrow.
Through every dark night, there's a bright day after that.
For every single dark night there is a brighter day.
The best way to predict the future is to create it.
Don't cry because it's over. Smile because it happened.
Winning isn't the end of the world
The journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. Watch your step.
You miss 100% of the shots you don't take.
The journey of a thousand miles begins with a cash advance.
Learn from yesterday, live for today.
The best way to predict the future is to study the past, or prognosticate.
The best way to predict the future is to invent it.
Trying to be happy without a sense of God’s presence is like trying to have a bright day without the sun.
After big storms there follow bright days.
How else could it have occurred to man to divide the cosmos, on the analogy of day and night, summer and winter, into a bright day-world and a dark night-world peopled with fabulous monsters, unless he had the prototype of such a division in himself, in the polarity between the conscious and the invisible and unknowable unconscious?
The word landed with a stony thud Onto my still-beating breast. Nevermind, I was prepared, I will manage with the rest. I have a lot of work to do today; I need to slaughter memory, Turn my living soul to stone Then teach myself to live again. . . But how. The hot summer rustles Like a carnival outside my window; I have long had this premonition Of a bright day and a deserted house.
He that has light within his own clear breast May sit in the centre, and enjoy bright day: But he that hides a dark soul and foul thoughts Benighted walks under the mid-day sun; Himself his own dungeon.
She is standing on my lids And her hair is in my hair She has the colour of my eye She has the body of my hand In my shade she is engulfed As a stone against the sky She will never close her eyes And she does not let me sleep And her dreams in the bright day Make the suns evaporate And me laugh cry and laugh Speak when I have nothing to say
If you get up in the morning and think the future is going to be better, it is a bright day. Otherwise, it’s not.
I have long had this premonition of a bright day and a deserted house
Will not the very moment of great disillusionment with my brother or sister be incomparably wholesome for me becuase it so thoroughly teaches me that both of us can never live by our own words and deeds, but only by that one Word and deed that really binds us together, the forgiveness of sins in Jesus Christ? The bright day of Christian community dawns wherever the early morning mists of dreamy visions are lifting
Virtue could see to do what virtue would By her own radiant light, though sun and moon Were in the flat sea sunk. And Wisdom's self Oft seeks to sweet retired solitude, Where with her best nurse Contemplation She plumes her feathers and lets grow her wings, That in the various bustle of resort Were all-to ruffled, and sometimes impair'd. He that has light within his own clear breast May sit i' th' centre and enjoy bright day; But he that hides a dark soul and foul thoughts Benighted walks under the midday sun.
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