The first of April is the day we remember what we are the other 364 days of the year.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
April is the cruellest month.
We all have special numbers in our lives, and 4 is that for me. It's the day I was born. My mother's birthday, and a lot of my friends' birthdays, are on the fourth; April 4 is my wedding date.
The first day of spring is one thing, and the first spring day is another. The difference between them is sometimes as great as a month.
Republicans believe every day is the Fourth of July, but the democrats believe every day is April 15.
Usually, one day in a century rises above the others as an accepted turning point or historic milestone. It becomes the climactic day, or 'the day,' of that century.
April is a promise that May is bound to keep.
Most of us can remember a time when a birthday - especially if it was one's own - brightened the world as if a second sun has risen.
There is one day that is ours. Thanksgiving Day is the one day that is purely American.
April 25th is DNA Day. I know, you probably had no idea.
Don't be fooled by the calendar. There are only as many days in the year as you make use of.