Top 270 Afternoon Quotes

Some weeks, I’m super-duper busy, so I can only fit cardio in here and there, a lot of stuff happens in the afternoon, so I can get up and have a workout, which makes me feel awesome for the rest of my day. There’s just something sexy about feeling strong. And every night I’m onstage, I get another workout.

I spent most of this afternoon writing a new introduction for my autobiography.

I’m never any good in the morning. It is only after four in the afternoon that I get going.

I’m an absolute fan of 1970s New York in films like ‘Mean Streets’ and ‘Dog Day Afternoon.’

My mother tried really hard to protect us, but occasionally, after afternoon cartoons of whatever was on… the nightly news would come on, and I’d see footage from the war zone, and I would hear the word ‘Vietnam,’ and I would know my dad was over there, and it was a very frightening experience for me.

Some people love Sundays; I don’t, particularly. I used to rather dread them when I was younger. I was brought up on Sunday roasts, which I’ve always loathed. If I didn’t finish my meat, I had to sit with it for most of the afternoon. No wonder I’m a vegetarian now.

My children are as at home in the Port Elgin library as I used to be, and they’ve sat in the cinema seats where I sat with their aunt every Saturday afternoon, watching the matinee movies.

When I’m off the road, and I can really control my diet down to the calorie, I juice seven days a week. Every afternoon, whatever I have at hand, beets, carrots, ginger, whatever. I juice, literally, every single day. And on the road, I try to find fresh juice wherever I can.

Right now, it hasn’t affected my music other than the fact that I don’t have time to write any of it. That’s no different from when I first started and I lived at home. I would play the guitar in the afternoon and then my mom or my dad would come home and I’d have to quit.

I worried she might spend an afternoon chatting with me about the sights and then wish me best of luck.

Summer afternoon, summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language.

I’d actually love to play Sonny in ‘Dog Day Afternoon’ now that it’s being adapted for Broadway. People don’t talk about that movie that much, but it’s really a beautiful gay love story.

The sport would not survive today if drivers were being killed at the rate they were in the 1960s and ’70s. It would have been taken off the air. It is beamed into people’s living rooms on Sunday afternoons, with children watching.

Well, there’s nothing better than putting your feet up on a Sunday afternoon and grabbing a good book.

People don’t learn science in movies. You don’t go to the movies thinking, ‘I hope I learn some quantum mechanics this afternoon.’ But on the other hand, movies are instrumental and influential in getting young people interested in science.

I like to be able to go out to dinner once in a while. I like to be able to drive my MG up the McKenzie River on a weekday afternoon. I like to be able to pay my bills on time.

I met Jill Soloway at Sundance a couple years ago. I was there for ‘Crystal Fairy’, and she was there for ‘Afternoon Delight’. She reached out and wanted to get together.

I went to some sports camps when I was really young and hated it. So I changed and went to camps where I could dance all morning and act all afternoon.

I had one of the best days of my life. I spent the afternoon with my two kids and my ex-wife at Serendipity. Then I came to the theater, and you know, I think I did the play the best I’ve ever done it.

If you try and work out at 4:30 in the afternoon, how many people are going to chip away at that time? Your boss, your job, your work, your family, your other obligations that you might have. At 4:30 in the morning, all those people are asleep, so you can do whatever you want.

I couldn’t live without tea. I have two cups in the morning, one at lunch, two in the afternoon and one in the evening – Assam with milk and sugar. It has to be leaf tea – no bags – and drunk from a china cup.

I read somewhere that Mitt and I have a ‘storybook marriage.’ Well, in the storybooks I read, there were never long, long, rainy winter afternoons in a house with five boys screaming at once. And those storybooks never seemed to have chapters called MS or breast cancer.

What happens when the guy who runs the reactor gets out of bed wrong or decides, for some reason, that he wants to override his instruction sheet some afternoon?

I’m set to have my best year ever: I’m hiring some acts and there will be a show in the morning, in the afternoon and in the evening. I’m going to use my theater to its fullest potential.

How did it get so late so soon? Its night before its afternoon. December is here before its June. My goodness how the time has flewn. How did it get so late so soon?

Among the New Hollanders whom we were thus engaged with, there was one who by his appearance and carriage, as well in the morning as this afternoon, seemed to be the chief of them, and a kind of prince or captain among them.

I work all day, morning and afternoon, just about every day. If I sit there like that for two or three years, at the end I have a book.

I always admire the French and the Italians who are very devoted to their marriages. They take them extremely seriously, but it is understood that there might be other visitors at 5 o’clock in the afternoon. You just never boast about. They never say anything, but that’s what keeps marriages together.

I get very intense: I get to the show five hours early. If we’re on at 8 P.M., I’m there at 3 in the afternoon.

If I don’t get something done at the office at 4:30 in the afternoon, I can go back to it at 10:00 in the evening.

I don’t care who you are, the pressure is on to go to the next task immediately. What happened to the days of hanging out in the hammock all afternoon?

I don’t care who you are, the pressure is on to go to the next task immediately. What happened to the days of hanging out in the hammock all afternoon?

If one morning I walked on top of the water across the Potomac River, the headline that afternoon would read: ‘President Can’t Swim.’

Well, there’s nothing better than putting your feet up on a Sunday afternoon and grabbing a good book.

There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea.

When I was young, I loved the feeling of escaping to the rocks on a Friday afternoon with my parents.

Fiction’s essential activity is to imagine how others feel, what a Saturday afternoon in an Italian town in the 2nd Century looked like. My ambition is solely to get some effect, as of light on stone in a forest on a September day.

As a child I started working. Again I had luck with my father’s help financially, but I also had to work. I had a programme after training in the afternoon in which I would go in front of my house to do various things and the phone boxes was something I did to earn some money.

I have the life of Riley. I take my kids to school, do a bit of work in the afternoon, pick my kids up, microwave a meal, hang out with my kids, and work for a couple of hours.

It took me seventeen years to get three thousand hits in baseball. I did it in one afternoon on the golf course.

My biggest ambition when I was younger was to appear on stage at what was then Nimrod, which is the theatre where my father used to take me on Sunday afternoons to see matinees. The most extraordinary things used to occur on that stage.

I write for three or four hours and then hopefully I’ll have something. Then I draw for the rest of the afternoon… I literally block out Wednesday-Thursday-Friday – I more or less disappear.

During the year, when I’m not doing major tournaments, I’ll go to the gym for about two to three hours in the morning and practise darts in the afternoon.

I save everything up until Sunday night because if I start sending emails on Saturday afternoon, then people have to start responding to me on Saturday afternoon and Sunday morning.

Not one person from the music world has ever come with – as if I could get a rock’n’roller up at four in the morning to play golf – but that’s fine. I have way too much going on to sit around waiting for tee time at two in the afternoon.

Even if Scrabble had been invented then, I wouldn’t have wanted to play Scrabble, because the highest triple word score in the world would not have expressed how much I liked the game Natalie and I played every afternoon.

I cook a mean Sunday lunch. My idea of Heaven is a lunch outside on a beautifully sunny Sunday afternoon. It’s the time to gather everyone together.

There are times when the art world seems like a religious empire. There are great cathedral galleries and pilgrimage sites where treasured art pieces are displayed like holy relics, and this can certainly be a great pleasure on a rainy Sunday afternoon.

With a free afternoon, I’d probably put on a onesie, find something like a really dark, uncomfortable documentary on Netflix, and order pizza with a lot of ranch on the side.

You’d be playing in a pub in the afternoon. Then late at night, you’d be playing a club. You got into that habit: ‘If we don’t play, we don’t eat.’