March Quotes

Quotes tagged as "march" (showing 1-30 of 32)
Charles Dickens
“It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade.”
Charles Dickens, Great Expectations

L.M. Montgomery
“March came in that winter like the meekest and mildest of lambs, bringing days that were crisp and golden and tingling, each followed by a frosty pink twilight which gradually lost itself in an elfland of moonshine.”
L.M. Montgomery

Steve   Brown
“The good news is that Christ frees us from the need to obnoxiously focus on our goodness, our commitment, and our correctness. Religious has made us obsessive almost beyond endurance. Jesus invited us to a dance...and we've turned in into a march of soldiers, always checking to see if we're doing it right and are in step and in line with the other soldiers. We know a dance would be more fun, but we believe we must go through hell to get to heaven, so we keep marching.”
Steve Brown, A Scandalous Freedom

Neil Gaiman
“By March, the worst of the winter would be over. The snow would thaw, the rivers begin to run and the world would wake into itself again.

Not that year.

Winter hung in there, like an invalid refusing to die. Day after grey day the ice stayed hard; the world remained unfriendly and cold.”
Neil Gaiman, Odd and the Frost Giants

L.M. Montgomery
“They captured in their ramble all the mysteries and magics of a March evening. Very still and mild it was, wrapped in a great, white, brooding silence -- a silence which was yet threaded through with many little silvery sounds which you could hear if you hearkened as much with your soul as your ears. The girls wandered down a long pineland aisle that seemed to lead right out into the heart of a deep-red, overflowing winter sunset.”
L.M. Montgomery

John Steinbeck
“In March the soft rains continued, and each storm waited courteously until its predecessor sunk beneath the ground.”
John Steinbeck, East of Eden

“The seventeenth of March. In other words, spring. Desmond, people who think themselves smart, I mean those in the height of fashion, women or men - can they afford to wait any longer before buying their spring wardrobes?”
Colette, Cheri and The Last of Cheri

Karl Marx
“Thus the aristocracy took their revenge by singing lampoons on their new master, and whispering in his ears sinister prophecies of coming catastrophe.

In this way arose feudal Socialism; half lamentation, half lampoon; half echo of the past, half menace of the future, at times by its bitter, witty and incisive criticism, striking the bourgeoisie to the very heart's core, but always ludicrous in its effects, through total incapacity to comprehend the march of modern history.”
Karl Marx, The Communist Manifesto

Kamand Kojouri
“If you wait until you find something to speak up for, something that you’re passionate about that concerns you and attacks your own beliefs, then eventually, when the day finally arrives, you might also find that you have forgotten how to speak.”
Kamand Kojouri

Vivian Swift
It is the HOMELIEST month of the year. Most of it is MUD, Every Imaginable Form of MUD, and what isn't MUD in March is ugly late-season SNOW falling onto the ground in filthy muddy heaps that look like PILES of DIRTY LAUNDRY.”
Vivian Swift, When Wanderers Cease to Roam: A Traveler's Journal of Staying Put

Camilla Monk
“I’ve been . . . I just finished reading that book you told me about, Accidentally Married to the Billionaire Sheikh.”
My mouth fell open in shock. “You have? So, um, did you like it?”
“It’s a little predictable, and very explicit, in an oddly lyrical way. I can only imagine how disappointed female readers must be when facing the reality of—” He cleared his throat. “Well, in any case, I’m not certain Hedwardh is a good match for Swanella. And by the way, the refractory period doesn’t work like that.”
Camilla Monk, Beating Ruby

Maya Angelou
“If you’re not angry, you’re either a stone, or you’re too sick to be angry. You should be angry. You must not be bitter. Bitterness is like cancer. It eats upon the host. It doesn’t do anything to the object of its displeasure. So use that anger, yes. You write it. You paint it. You dance it. You march it. You vote it. You do everything about it. You talk it. Never stop talking it.”
Maya Angelou

Ann Aguirre
“This man's pure narcotic, delicious and addictive. Don't know how I thought I could walk away from him for good.”
Ann Aguirre, Grimspace
tags: jax, march


Tell me,
Have you
Really seen
Flies in a child's eyes
Or heard their hungry cries
In the middle
Of the night?

Don't lie.

You can protest all you want
About peace
And genocide,
But unless you are willing
To take beatings for your fights,
Your display of trendy showmanship
Simply ain't right.

Go on,
Carry your useless signs
About an issue the world
Already abhors,
But it's TRUE
Heartfelt actions
That will prevent
Suits and
From creating
Any more wars.”
Suzy Kassem, Rise Up and Salute the Sun: The Writings of Suzy Kassem

Geraldine Brooks
“... So this was how it was to be, now: I would do my best to live in the quick world, but the ghosts of the dead would be ever at hand.”
Geraldine Brooks, March
tags: march

Ann Aguirre
“That's what I want without you running away afterward. I want to fall asleep and know there's no place you'd rather be.”
Ann Aguirre, Grimspace
tags: jax, march

“Match the right things in March”
Ernest Agyemang Yeboah

Aimee Bender
“My birthday is in March, and that year it fell during an especially bright spring week, vivid and clear in the narrow residential streets where we lived just a handful of blocks south of Sunset. The night-blooming jasmine that crawled up our neighborhood's front gate released its heady scent at dusk, and to the north, the hills rolled charmingly over the horizon, houses tucked into the brown. Soon, daylight savings time would arrive, and even at early nine, I associated my birthday with the first hint of summer, with the feeling in classrooms of open windows and lighter clothing and in a few months no more homework. My hair got lighter in spring, from light brown to nearly blond, almost like my mother's ponytail tassel. In the neighborhood gardens, the agapanthus plants started to push out their long green robot stems to open up to soft purples and blues.”
Aimee Bender, The Particular Sadness of Lemon Cake

Israelmore Ayivor
“March out of the common line; make bold steps ahead and dance to the tune of a sweeter, better and nicer tone of your own music. March out of the tiny box!”
Israelmore Ayivor, Daily Drive 365

Israelmore Ayivor
“Vacate the bench of rest and play the game of the bests. Keep on marching; no more benching!”
Israelmore Ayivor, The Great Hand Book of Quotes

Ann Aguirre
“He tastes like sweet wine and promises [...]”
Ann Aguirre, Grimspace
tags: jax, march

“I believe in this march, You will still love me much, God”
Nunki Artura

Alice Hoffman
“Let her wake as when she close her eyes. That was all Jenny asked for. That was all she begged for on this March night that was perfectly equal to the day, unique in all the season. Let her be the same sweet girl, unburdened by gifts or sorrow.”
Alice Hoffman, The Red Garden

Craig D. Lounsbrough
“The drum to which we march reveals the conductor to whom we’re listening.”
Craig D. Lounsbrough

“After a hot March comes April!”
Ernest Agyemang Yeboah

Elie Wiesel
“We marched. Gates opened and closed. We continued to march between the barbed wire. At every step, white signs with black skulls looked down on us. The inscription: WARNING! DANGER OF DEATH. What irony. Was there here a single place where one was NOT in danger of death?”
Elie Wiesel

Robert Trabold
“Feet got sore, body was tired,
long day, march down Manhattan.
I felt a fire lit within me.
Hopefully this fire will touch
all of us, will be a long fight.
-Climate Change March 2014”
Robert Trabold, Watching the River Flow By: Selected Poems

Tim O'Brien
“it was not battle, it was just the endless march, village to village, without
purpose, nothing won or lost. They marched for the sake of the march.”
Tim O'Brien
tags: march

L.R. Knost
“It is when speaking is not safe
that we must speak.
It is when taking a stand hurts
that we must stand.
Whenever freedom is threatened,
we must resist.
When forces oppress us,
we must persist.
And when hope deserts us,
we must rest...
then pick up the torch again
and again
and again
until all are free to do the same.”
L.R. Knost

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