Quotes About Daybreak

Wake! For the Sun who scatter'd into flightThe Stars before him from the Field of night,Drives Night along with them from Heav'n and strikesThe Sultan's Turret with a Shaft of Light.

What breaks in daybreak? Is it the night? Is it the sun, cracked in two by the horizon like an egg, spilling out light?

Soon it will be daybreak. Soon the day will break. I can't stop it from breaking in the same way it always does, and then from lying there broken; always the same day, which comes around again like clockwork. It begins with the day before the day before, and then the day before, and then it's the day itself. A Saturday. The breaking day. The day the butcher comes.

It's daybreak. The break of day. Toby turns this word over: break, broke, broken. What breaks in daybreak? Is it the night? Is it the sun, cracked in two by the horizon like an egg, spilling out light?

And except for Francesca taking up with a rooster up the street—who knew chickens were such popular pets?—and leaving little chicks all over the backyard for a change. Last Claire heard—which was this morning—little Luigi and Sergio were learning to crow just like their papa. And doing much too fine a job of it, as Claire had been awake since daybreak.

To tell the truth, they wake me every morning. And

I know that my singing doesn't make the moon rise, nor does it make the stars shine. But without my song, the night would seem empty and incomplete. There is more to daybreak than light, just as there is more to nighttime than darkness.

I refuse to accept the view that mankind is so tragically bound to the starless midnight of racism and war that the bright daybreak of peace and brotherhood can never become a reality... I believe that unarmed truth and unconditional love will have the final word.

Kevään kukkien aikaan toivomme ettei olisi yötä, syksyllä kuutamossa, ettei päivä koittaisi.

It is early, early morning. It's that time when it's still dark but you know the day is coming. Blue is bleeding through black. Stars are dying.

You knows dat in New Orleans is not morning 'til dee sun come up.

Every new morning is new moment in time.

And the gilded car of day,His glowing axle doth allayIn the steep Atlantic stream.

Morn,Wak'd by the circling hours, with rosy handUnbarr'd the gates of light.

Then the stars went out, for the bark of Ra, in fiery splendor, burst out of the East. Sunshine flooded the wide desert and the long, green valley of the Nile. The night was over; a new day had dawned for the land of Egypt.

I love the morning time. There's something about having the day in front of you.

It is early, early morning. It's that time when it's still dark but you know the day is coming. Blue is bleeding through black. Stars are dying.

It was a Sunday, an arsonist sunrise.

I refuse to accept the view that mankind is so tragically bound to the starless midnight of racism and war that the bright daybreak of peace and brotherhood can never become a reality... I believe that unarmed truth and unconditional love will have the final word.

Certain things have to be, the sun has to rise.

The time is always right to do what is right. Now is the time to realize the American dream. Now is the time to transform the bleak and desolate midnight of man's inhumanity to man into a glowing daybreak of justice and freedom." Such

He [the sun] gives light as soon as he rises.

Early birds. Let 'em eat worms.

the sun each morning rose with love for her.