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“Sunday is the golden clasp that binds together the volume of the week.”
― Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

“Compassion is a lifetime business. You can't say something like, "I will have compassion on Monday, Thursdays and Fridays only. But for the rest, I will be cruel". That is hypocrisy.”
― Israelmore Ayivor

“It's not that we spend five days looking forward to just two. It's that most people do what they enjoy most on those two days. Imagine living a life where everyday are your Saturdays and Sundays. Make everyday your weekend. Make everyday a play-dayâ€�”
― James A. Murphy, The Waves of Life Quotes and Daily Meditations

“Sitting with her on Sunday evening â€� a wet Sunday evening â€� the very time of all others when if a friend is at hand the heart must be opened, and every thing toldâ€�”
― Jane Austen, Mansfield Park

“SUNDAY

The day..I planned a lot but actually do nothing.”
― Lovely Goyal, I Love the Way You Love Me

“Each spice has a special day to it. For turmeric it is Sunday, when light drips fat and butter-colored into the bins to be soaked up glowing, when you pray to the nine planets for love and luck.”
― Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni, The Mistress of Spices

“Two or three angels
Came near to the earth.
They saw a fat church.
Little black streams of people
Came and went in continually.
And the angels were puzzled
To know why the people went thus,
And why they stayed so long within.”
― Stephen Crane, The Complete Poems of Stephen Crane

“The city takes a breath on Sunday. Of all that’s lost with the pursuit of what’s next, I hope we don’t lose thatâ€�”
― Hawksley Workman, Hawksley Burns For Isadora

“Sunday, the day for the language of leisure.”
― Elfriede Jelinek, The Piano Teacher

“I hate Sunday, and I don't think I'll ever get over it. But I'm going to try.”
― Frank D. Gilroy, The Subject Was Roses

“O holy Sunday, let your darkness not come along my way. Let her nurture internal and external world, as I start my personal day.”
― Santosh Kalwar

“On Sunday mornings, as the dawn burned into day, swarms of gulls descended on the uncollected trash, hovering and dropping in the cold clear light.”
― Edward Conlon, Blue Blood by Conlon, Edward (2004) Paperback

“[As a young man ] I came to the conclusion that the church was just a bunch of fascists that supported Franco. I stopped going on Sunday mornings and watched the birds with my father instead.”
― James D. Watson

“You never know these days. Uninvited guests may force you to take an unplanned trip to an unknown destination; doesn’t hurt to be in your Sunday clothes.”
― Anurag Shourie, Half A Shadow

“It’s your bones against mine.
The slight curve in your spine
and it’s Sunday:
I don’t have to think about suicide.”
― Charlotte Eriksson, He loved me some days. I'm sure he did: 99 essays on growth through loss

“You put the, 'Sun' into my day.
Happy Sunday!”
― Anthony T. Hincks

“It happened on one of those what we called "Sunday Kind of Love" days, after the song by Etta James. We loved the lyrics, because, as she sings, it was the kind of love that lasted past Saturday night. That felt right to us.”
― Pauline Parry, My Culinary Love Story: How Food and Love Led to a New Life

“Walmart told me I couldn't buy beer on Sunday. They said it was Arkansas state law. So, I didn't pay for it and I walked out with a six pack. I'm glad they made booze FREE one day a week.”
― Jarod Kintz, Eggs, they’re not just for breakfast

“Saturday's dreams are only Sunday's memories.”
― Anthony T. Hincks

“Sunday is the only day with a silent melody.”
― Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu

“I go over most Sundays,' he went on. 'She doesn't get out much - I'm sure she'd love to see a new face.'
'Even one like mine?' I said.”
― Gail Honeyman, Eleanor Oliphant Is Completely Fine

“Oranges will never make a pineapple Sunday.”
― Anthony T. Hincks

“Good Sunday by Saint Tropez.”
― Jordan Hoechlin

“Feels like Sunday again.”
― Jordan Hoechlin

“Not all weekends are true weekend but this is not the one, Happy Sunday!”
― Atlas Gondal

“A friend said to me â€� we were talking about our stage in life, when we suddenly discover that we are the grown-ups, with children and parents, and even grandparents to tend to, not to mention our pupils, patients or clients or employers â€� that we spend so much time dealing with it all, there is scarcely time to feel. I walked up the silent road, wondering if I couldn’t reconcile myself again to the idea of the Sabbath, to the day of dreary silence and mutton broth I’d known as a child, if we couldn’t close the shops and still the traffic and institute a modern, churchless day of contemplation and rest; and if it would help at all.”
― Kathleen Jamie, Findings

“Stormy Sunday by Stewart Stafford

Coffee offsets the stormy Sunday,
Thundery fingers scratch the drum,
The coal-black sky stares unamused,
A dim rainbow stripe upon its back.

The understudy sun punches through,
Slamming into a house's white gable,
Blinding against the dark backdrop,
The shushing showers rage angrier.

Liquid beading on the window pane,
Translucent insects marching slipshod,
Weather duellists go back and forth,
A primal rolling flux rumbling on.

© Stewart Stafford, 2023. All rights reserved.”
― Stewart Stafford

“Sunday's dreams are only Monday's memories.”
― Anthony T. Hincks

“There are six days in a week â€� and a Christmas known simply as Sunday.”
― Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu

“It occured to me that anyway one more Sunday was over, that Maman was buried now, that I was going back to work, and that, really, nothing had changed.”
― Albert Camus, The Stranger