Better days are coming. They are called Saturday and Sunday.

Beer, boxers, and batteries for the remote control; that is all a man needs to get through Saturday.

Your mind is powerful. When you fill it with positive thoughts your whole world will change.

My work is like my vacation, so in a way every day is like Saturday.

When you are unemployed, weekends are seven days long.

There are not enough days at a weekend.

Your body tells you what it needs, and if you sleep past your alarm on a Saturday morning, it’s probably because you need the sleep.

In New York, it seems like there’s no Monday or Saturday or Sunday. The town is always moving. The vibe is great.

This whole working for a living thing goes on for how long?

If you work eight-hour days, from Monday to Friday, then you have to keep the weekend sacred.

What is coming is better than what is gone.

I learned that the hardest party to pull off successfully is Saturday night dinner.

Nothing fades faster than the false hope that the weekend will not end fast.

“Motivation comes from working on things we care about.

The dog doesn’t know the difference between Saturday, Sunday, and Monday, so I have to walk the dog early those days too.

It is the weekend. Sit back and relax. Even Robinson Crusoe had everything done by Friday!

You can control two things: your work ethic and your attitude about anything.

I can achieve anything that I can imagine.

We can see through others only when we can see through ourselves.