Too many people, when they get old, think that they have to live by the calendar.
The idea that somebody out there is that eager to hear my music in advance can only be a good thing. But growing up, I always liked that system where "release day" was a big thing, and for bands I really liked, I'd know that date. It'd be on my calendar, and I'd go to the record store that day. Sitting down and listening to the record for the first time was a real event. I wish it was still that way, but that's not the way the world works any more.
Every Jewish holiday has a religious significance, a historical significance, and a relevance to the time of year in the natural calendar of the seasons and trees and growing things, as well as a personal significance. So you are always looking backward, outward, inward and forward.
I've never been one of those who wanted to fill my calendar up 90 percent of the time.
My death will not be penciled on someone's calendar.
Even before I had an assistant, my calendar was color-coded and I had all these different e-mail rules for how to prioritize e-mails, so I made it a point years ago to figure all that stuff out because my life was a mess.
Pantomime is a big thing in the cultural calendar of my country, you know. So subtlety's not my forte.
I had two cups of coffee, put Eric's jeans in the washer, read a romance for awhile, and studied my brand-new Word of the Day calendar, a Christmas gift from Arlene. My first word of the New Year was 'exsanguinate. ' This was probably not a good omen.
There is a riddle about a man who is locked in a room with nothing but a bed and a calendar, and the question is: How does he survive? The answer is: He eats dates from the calendar and drinks from the springs of the bed.
On a specific day marked on the earth's calendar, and in a specific place on the earth's map, the Son of God came to the planet. It was love.
The Queen of Crafts herself, Martha Stewart, and I have the same birthday. I prefer to think it's the glue-gun wielding, perfect-tart-producing Martha and not the copper pan-throwing, jail-going Martha. But I suppose if I am going to share a calendar square with some of Martha, I have to share it with all of Martha.
I've been on a calendar, but I've never been on time.
Never slow down, never look back, live each day with adolescent verve and spunk and curiosity and playfulness. If you think you’re still a young pup, then maybe you are, no matter what the calendar says.
Next time!' In what calendar are kept the records of those next times which never come?
The calendar and the mirror - they're bastards.
The battle for our hearts is fought on the pages of our calendar.
I use a really simple calendar program on my computer.
Someone else has to be disseminating it. (Mark) Dis-a what? (Nick) Disseminating. It means distributing it. (Mark) Then why didn’t you say that? (Nick) Remind me to get him a word-of-the-day calendar. (Mark)
Because life doesn't always happen according to a timetable or calendar. And feelings can't be scheduled.
I'm getting so old my insurance company sends me 12 a calendar!
