Quotes About Daybreak

pero cada mañana amanecía lívida, en

My uncurtained window letting through the morning sunlight was my alarm to begin my work.

It wasn't hot yet. That's why I was up at oh-God-thirty.

king himself is as sunny as the mornings. He declares that he is well again, much better

The sun was hardly risen, but already time was running out.

Life is so fragile and uncertain that every daybreak is a miracle, almost a triumph. That first blush in the sky is all the hope of the world distilled into light.

Look up to the sky and a new day will arise

Before dawn, the air smelled of lemons.

A rare experience of a moment at daybreak, when something in nature seems to reveal all consciousness, cannot be explained at noon. Yet it is part of the day's unity.

that morning, and a half

Then the sun came up and shook the night chill out of the air the way you'd shake a rug.

At night, I can't sleep. In the morning, I can't wake up.

You know what's the best part about waking up early? Nothing, it sucks!

I'm a light eater. As soon as it's light, I start to eat.

When the sun comes up, I have morals again.

Good morning starshine, the Earth says hello!

Dawn tore at the seam of night, pulling the blackness back a little farther with each passing minute.

Each day is a lifetime. In the morning we are born. The day lies before us: vast and bright and new.

The morning slathers its whatever across the thing.

The experience I had had when I interviewed Agmatir started to haunt me. During the numberless hours before daybreak, I would wake from nightmares. I was physically exhausted. Allowing a serial killer to enter your mind and allowing his perverted sexual fantasies to cloud your own psyche causes mental damage which can become permanent.

Le moment de la journée que je préférais, c'était à Paris l'hiver entre six heures et huit heures et demie du matin, quand il faisait encore nuit. Un répit avant le lever du jour. Le temps était en suspens et l'on se sentait plus léger que d'habitude.

The sun had awakened with a grudge against the world and no one was sorry to see it go.

Dawn An angel, robed in spotless white, Bent down and kissed the sleeping Night. Night woke to blush; the sprite was gone. Men saw the blush and called it Dawn.

At daybreak the council of the elders of the people, both the chief priests and scribes, met together. They led Jesus into their Sanhedrin and said,