{"quotes":[{"text":"I do heavy weights in the morning for about an hour, and then I do 45 minutes of higher-volume lifting in the afternoon. My least favorite is the legs... I do quite a few chin-ups and rows. I do mostly old-school lifting with a lot of squats.","author":"Hugh Jackman","tags":["favorite","afternoon","legs "],"id":10023,"author_id":"Hugh+Jackman"},{"text":"Leave me a smilejust warm enough...To spend a milliongolden afternoons in.","author":"Sanober Khan","tags":["afternoon","golden","poetry","poetry","smile","smiling","warm","warmth"],"id":15538,"author_id":"Sanober+Khan"},{"text":"All told, she owned fourteen books, but she saw her story as being made up predominantly of ten of them. Of those ten, six were stolen, one showed up at the kitchen table, two were made for her by a hidden Jew, and one was delivered by a soft, yellow-dressed afternoon.","author":"Markus Zusak","tags":["afternoon","books","yellow"],"id":46852,"author_id":"Markus+Zusak"},{"text":"Afternoons are hard. Mornings are pure evil from the pits of hell, which is why I don't do them anymore.","author":"Rachel Caine","tags":["afternoon","bite-club","eve-rosser","morganville-vampires","mornings","rachel-caine","sleep","waking-up"],"id":49518,"author_id":"Rachel+Caine"},{"text":"If you come at four in the afternoon, I'll begin to be happy by three.","author":"Antoine de Saint-Exupéry","tags":["afternoon","anticipation","friend","happy","visit"],"id":50898,"author_id":"Antoine+de+Saint-Exup%C3%A9ry"},{"text":"There is an hour of the afternoon when the plain is on the verge of saying something. It never says, or perhaps it says it infinitely, or perhaps we do not understand it, or we understand it and it is untranslatable as music.","author":"Jorge Luis Borges","tags":["afternoon","music","plains","understand","untranslatable"],"id":79977,"author_id":"Jorge+Luis+Borges"},{"text":"I am clumsy, drop glasses and get drunk on Monday afternoons. I read Seneca and can recite Shakespeare by heart, but I mess up the laundry, don’t answer my phone and blame the world when something goes wrong. I think I have a dream, but most of the days I’m still sleeping. The grass is cut. It smells like strawberries. Today I finished four books and cleaned my drawers. Do you believe in a God? Can I tell you about Icarus? How he flew too close to the sun?I want to make coming home your favourite part of the day. I want to leave tiny little words lingering in your mind, on nights when you’re far away and can’t sleep. I want to make everything around us beautiful; make small things mean a little more. Make you feel a little more. A little better, a little lighter. The coffee is warm, this cup is yours. I want to be someone you can’t live without.I want to be someone you can’t live without.","author":"Charlotte Eriksson","tags":["afternoon","beautiful","believe","blame","books","can-t-sleep","clean","close-to-the-sun","clumsy","coffee","coming-home","creative-writing","cut-grass","drawers","dream","drinking","drunk","far-away","glass","grass","heart","home","icarus","laundry","light-lighter","love","mess","mind","monday","phone","poem","poetry","poets","prose","prose-poetry","reading","seneca","shakespeare","sleeping","sun","today","warm","world","writers","writing","wrong"],"id":89019,"author_id":"Charlotte+Eriksson"},{"text":"Now he sat alone; on a disabled starship about fifty years from anywhere on conversion drive – assuming he still had that. Insurance was a good thing – a very good thing - but it wasn’t going to help him much out here. The highlight of his afternoon was going to be staring at the blinking bridge instrumentation – which just happened to be running on the emergency batteries and actually blinking, like for real. Moreover, since his mutinous crew had made off with the Short Shit, the ships only shuttle, he was facing quite a problem.","author":"Christina Engela","tags":["a","about","afternoon","alone","blinking","conversion-drive","crew","emergency","good-thing","had","help","here","him","his","instrumentation","just","like","moreover","mutinous","now","on","problem","real","ships","shit","shuttle","starship","that","the","thing","very","which"],"id":114725,"author_id":"Christina+Engela"},{"text":"It was normal for it to rain, but in October- who could forget the rains of October?- now this disturbingly silent rain was falling. That was so nebulous that it was pretty; that, if it had not been wet, no one would have believed it was raining; that was so slow that it was possible to follow its fall with one's eyes. That which villagers called 'the rains of October' was the accumulation of the serenity of such a life. Eyes almost broke into tears on looking at the sun subdividing itself, at the end of the afternoon, in each drop of that snail's-pace precipitation, as if the great star had dissolved each day an infinitesimal bit more.","author":"Ondjaki","tags":["afternoon","great-star","october","rain","silence","silent","slow","soft"],"id":129948,"author_id":"Ondjaki"},{"text":"Her legs swing complete afternoons away.","author":"Jill Eisenstadt","tags":["afternoon","daydreaming","summer"],"id":137480,"author_id":"Jill+Eisenstadt"}],"pagination":{"page":1,"page_size":10,"total":20,"pages":2,"next":"?page=2\u0026page_size=10"}}