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Quotes About Morning

There is nothing like waking up at six in the morning and changing a baby's nappy to bring you face to face with life's reality.
~ Tony Blair
The way you live your life, the perspective you select, is a choice you make every single day when you wake up. It's yours to decide.
~ Lance Armstrong
even as human vitality is at its lowest ebb in the early morning, so it is with plant life in the early spring.
~ Mabel Osgood Wright
Early every morning an old woman goes to the market to curse a grocery clerk, who curses back.
~ Mason Cooley
Others report that they sleep well but develop pain as soon as they wake up and get out of bed. In these patients, the pain usually increases in severity as the day goes on.
~ John E. Sarno
Nella chiara mattina domenicale camminavo lungo Olive Street. La città sembrava deserta, la strada era tranquilla. Mi fermai ad ascoltare. Sentivo qualcosa. Era il suono della felicità. Era il mio cuore che batteva dolcemente, ritmicamente. Un orologio, ecco cosa era, un piccolo congegno della felicità.
~ John Fante
Then the two friends leaned back and watched the sun rise clear of the trees. "Best time of day," said Will. Yes," Horace agreed. "What's for breakfast?
~ John Flanagan
Koffie! Ik moet er niet aan denken, op dit uur van de dag!' mopperde Duncan. 'Dan komt er niets meer van slapen vannacht.' 'Gelukkig heb ik dat probleempje niet, majesteit!' antwoordde Will. En hij voegde er met een lachje aan toe: 'Maar ik heb dan ook een schoon geweten.' Evanlyn maakte een onbeleefd geluid. 'Ha, als er ooit een Grijze Jager is geweest met een schoon geweten, dan was jij het zeker niet, stiekemerd.
~ John Flanagan
Washhouse is at the back," he said. "Breakfast in ten minutes." She nodded again, uncertain as to how to respond. His tone and manner were not as grim as the previous night.
~ John Flanagan
I saw two clouds at morning Tinged by the rising sun, And in the dawn they floated on And mingled into one.
~ John Gardiner Calkins Brainard
careful the morning lest it wake from slumber the city half-encumbered by the morning mist ...
~ John Geddes
at morning, I'm unruffled - I'll sit with my tea and Muse Cat beside me and listen to the soft chime of the grandfather clock...
~ John Geddes
Suddenly a single shot on the extreme left rang out on the clear morning air, followed quickly by several others, and the whole line pushed rapidly forward through the brush.
~ John Gibbon
Up from the meadows rich with corn,Clear in the cool September morn.
~ John Greenleaf Whittier
So all night long the storm roared on: The morning broke without a sun; In tiny spherule traced with lines Of Nature's geometric signs, In starry flake, and pellicle, All day the hoary meteor fell; And, when the second morning shone, We looked upon a world unknown, On nothing we could call our own. Around the glistening wonder bent The blue walls of the firmament, No cloud above, no earth below,— A universe of sky and snow!
~ John Greenleaf Whittier
Every morning I wake at 6am or 6.30am, champing at the bit.
~ John Grisham
It was a paradox of life behind walls, that where any day could end in blood, every morning contrived to start exactly the same. A man woke and, for two beats of his heart, didn't know where he was or what he'd become. Those few seconds were magic, a warm flicker before reality walked across his chest, the black dog of remembrance trailing at its feet.
~ John Hart
And with the morn those angel faces smile Which I have loved long since and lost awhile.
~ John Henry Newman
At exactly fifteen minutes past eight in the morning, on August 6, 1945, Japanese time . . . the moment when the atomic bomb flashed over Hiroshima . . . .
~ John Hersey
A hair of the dog that bit us.
~ John Heywood
The older generation thought nothing of getting up at five every morning - and the younger generation doesn't think much of it either.
~ John J. Welsh
Energy in the morning, determination at midday, hunger in the evening.
~ John Katzenbach
Deep in the shady sadness of a valeFar sunken from the healthy breath of morn,Far from the fiery noon, and eve's one star,Sat gray-hair'd Saturn, quiet as a stone.
~ John Keats
Then glut thy sorrow on a morning rose.
~ John Keats