Champagne makes you feel like it’s Sunday and better days are just around the corner. — Marlene Dietrich
When lip service to some mysterious deity permits bestiality on Wednesday and absolution on Sunday, cash me out. — Frank Sinatra
The perfect Sunday morning is the family at home, staying in pajamas for half the day and eating a late breakfast. — Christine Taylor
We had to have a star each week.. Possibly our program being on Sunday and having a little fun with the Bible was dangerous. — Edgar Bergen
Nothing is so musical as the sound of pouring bourbon for the first drink on a Sunday morning. Not Bach or Schubert or any of those masters. — Carson McCullers
It’s against the law to go out on Sunday from the end of June until Labor Day. It forces the fishermen to spend some time with their families. — Bill Vaughan
I was raised as a Catholic and received the body and blood of Jesus Christ every Sunday at communion until I was thirty years of age, when I became a vegetarian. — Joe Queenan
My perfect Sunday is waking up at 10 – which, you know, those days are over for me – but waking up at 10, breakfast with children, hanging out with well-behaved children. — June Diane Raphael
A group of politicians deciding to dump a President because his morals are bad is like the Mafia getting together to bump off the Godfather for not going to church on Sunday. — Russell Baker
My two favorite things about being a pro player are Sunday afternoons being able to excite many fans and the money because I get to treat my family and friends and myself to nice things. — Dante Hall
For Sunday breakfast, I make orange and ricotta pancakes, crepes and eggs. You know men, we usually go for breakfast because it’s the easiest thing to cook and then we try to make it seem fancy. — Hugh Jackman
Will some reporter, or some Republican on the Sunday shows, please ask why tax cuts raid the non-existent Social Security Trust Fund but all the Democrats’ new spending doesn’t? Will someone please ask that? — Rush Limbaugh
The Sundaies of man’s life, Thredded together on time’s string, Make bracelets to adorn the wife Of the eternal, glorious King. On Sunday heaven’s gates stand ope; Blessings are plentiful and rife. More plentiful than hope. — George Herbert
The innovations are changing now, drastically. I remember coming to Toronto from Vancouver, and on any given night in the ’70s, ’80s and early ’90s, everything was closed at ten o’clock. There was no drinking on Sundays. Unless you stayed at a hotel, then you could get a drink. — Jim Treliving
There’s something magical about spending a Sunday night watching real people at a deli, then watching fake people pretending to be real on TV, then engaging in (arguably) false interaction with (arguably) real people on the Internet. Never at any prior point in time has this been possible. — Diablo Cody
O scaly, slippery, wet, swift, staring wights, What is ‘t ye do? what life lead? eh, dull goggles? How do ye vary your vile days and nights? How pass your Sundays? Are ye still but joggles In ceaseless wash? Still nought but gapes and bites, And drinks, and stares, diversified with boggles. — Leigh Hunt
So many people have disappointed me. And there’s also been so many people – not so many, but a few people who make everything worth it, stick through it, and they show loyalty. And no matter what goes down, seas or rough or calm Sunday afternoon, those are people that are worth it. You die for those people. — Camila Cabello
When I was a young boy, growing up in Durham, North Carolina, the women in my family were truly passionate about their clothes; nothing was more beautiful to me than women dressing with the utmost, meticulous attention to accessories, shoes, handbags, hats, coats, dresses and gloves to attend Sunday church services. — Andre Leon Talley
Boy, when you’re dead, they really fix you up. I hope to hell when I do die somebody has sense enough to just dump me in the river or something. Anything except sticking me in a goddam cemetery. People coming and putting a bunch of flowers on your stomach on Sunday, and all that crap. Who wants flowers when you’re dead? — J. D. Salinger
A news junkie, I read, daily, the ‘Times/Sunday Times,’ the ‘Guardian/Observer,’ ‘Mail,’ and the ‘Argus’ – both to keep up with crime in Brighton, where I set my novels, and because I think it is vital to support local papers – they provide a unique accountability for councils, emergency services and so much else, and are dangerously undervalued. — Peter James
Thanksgiving dinner’s sad and thankless. Christmas dinner’s dark and blue. When you stop and try to see it From the turkey’s point of view. Sunday dinner isn’t sunny. Easter feasts are just bad luck. When you see it from the viewpoint of a chicken or a duck. Oh how I once loved tuna salad Pork and lobsters, lamb chops too Till I stopped and looked at dinner From the dinner’s point of view. — Shel Silverstein
I grew up listening to my grandfather’s stories of our musical past. He would often talk about the orchestras that played at concerts and the musicians who played on Sunday evenings on street corners. By the time I grew up in the ’80s, all of this was a thing of the past. I lived vicariously through his stories and often wondered what it would have felt like to have been part of his generation. — Sharmeen Obaid-Chinoy
When you reflect upon the significance of Dr. King to this nation, it’s criminal that he hasn’t had a feature film that was centered around him until now. That, in and of itself, was emotional. But when you’re doing scenes on the Edmund Pettus Bridge, with people still living in Selma and now in their 60s and 70s who had actually marched, who were there that original Bloody Sunday, that’s humbling… that’s deeply moving. You’re no longer acting at that stage, you’re just reacting, because it takes the filmmaking process to another dimension. — David Oyelowo
