158 Quotes About Sunday

Normal is all relative.

...to pick up an old-fashioned newspaper, ink barely dry, staining my fingers in that beautiful hue of grey that is messy and decadent at the same time. I lick to get to the Food section and the Arts and Entertainment section, my greedy little fingers wrapped around both the awkward pages of the dying art and my coffee mug as I curl into what I deem relaxation.

Sunday -- that airless graveyard that the brutalized week finally stumbles into and collapses

It was the kind of Sunday to make one ache for Monday morning.

Come and rest your bones with me...i'm driving slow on this day...lazy Sunday...

Sitting with her on Sunday evening — a wet Sunday evening — the very time of all others when if a friend is at hand the heart must be opened, and every thing told…

I hate Sunday, and I don't think I'll ever get over it. But I'm going to try.

It was one of those midsummer Sundays when everyone sits around saying, “I drank too much last night.

Why doesn’t Sunday ever wait until I’m tired?