Quotes About Morning

Austin: "Well it is like salvation sort of. I mean the smell. I love the smell of toast. And the sun's coming up. It makes me feel like anything's possible. Y'know?

Each morning the pitched window above her bed turned a fresh card from the deck of clear skies

What a glorious morning is this!

Beauty, sweet love, is like the morning dew, Whose short refresh upon tender green, Cheers for a time, but till the sun doth show And straight is gone, as it had never been.

I had a monumental idea this morning, but I didn't like it.

Boredom is simply romanticism with a morning-after thirst.

The happiest part of a man's life is what he passes lying awake in bed in the morning.

I have, all my life long, been lying till noon; yet I tell all young men, and tell them with great sincerity, that nobody who does not rise early will ever do any good.

Our fair morning is at hand, the day-star is near the rising, and we are not many miles from home; what matters the ill entertainment in the smoky inns of this miserable life? we are not to stay here, and we will be dearly welcome to Him whom we go to.

A sadder and a wiser manHe rose the morrow morn.

How like herrings and onions our vices are in the morning after we have committed them.

seconds, a fresh pot perked on the

Kalimera," said softly. Ivy sighed

So it's the kind of business where you can't wait to get up in the morning and read the papers, or listen to what's on the news, and you know, how the world's going to change.

Maka pada suatu pagi hari ia ingin sekali menangis sambil berjalan tunduk sepanjang lorong itu. Ia ingin pagi itu hujan turun rintik-rintik dan lorong sepi agar ia bisa berjalan sendiri saja sambil menangis dan tak ada orang bertanya kenapa. Ia tidak ingin menjerit-jerit berteriak-teriak mengamuk memecahkan cermin membakar tempat tidur. Ia hanya ingin menangis lirih saja sambil berjalan sendiri dalam hujan rintik-rintik di lorong sepi pada suatu pagi.

SEMENTRA KITA SALING BERBISIK Sementara kita saling berbisik Untuk lebih lama tinggal Pada debu, cinta yang tinggal berupa Bunga kertas dan lintasan angka-angla Ketika kita saling berbisik Di luar semakin sengit malam hari Memadamkan bekas-bekas telapak kaki, menyekap sisa-sisa unggun api Sebelum fajar. Ada yang masih bersikeras abadi. (1966)

Waktu berjalan ke Barat di waktu pagi hari matahari mengikutiku di belakang. Aku berjalan mengikuti bayang-bayangku sendiri yang memanjang di depan. Aku dan matahari tidak bertengkar tentang siapa di antara kami yang telah menciptakan bayang-bayang, aku dan bayang-bayang tidak bertengkar tentang siapa di antara kami yang harus berjalan di depan.

Secangkir kopi yang dengan tenang menunggu kau minum itu tidak pernah mengusut kenapa kau bisa membedakan aromanya dari asap yang setiap hari kau hirup ketika berangkat dan pulang kerja di kota yang semakin tidak bisa mengerti kenapa mesti ada secangkir kopi yang tersedia di atas meja setiap pagi

Dawn with arms of roses

Suddenly Dawn in gold sandals

Early to bed, early to rise, leaves me cranky with rings under my eyes.

I have always been a night owl rather than a lark.

The smell of tobacco usually reminded Mirabelle of being a child – coming downstairs in the morning when the dinner party her parents had hosted the night before was cleared away, but the scent of cigars still lingered.

Morning Song A diamond of a morning Waked me an hour too soon; Dawn had taken in the stars And left the faint white moon. O white moon, you are lonely, It is the same with me, But we have the world to roam over, Only the lonely are free.