Quotes About Morning

This morning of the small snow I count the blessings, the leak in the faucet which makes of the sink time, the drop of the water on water.

Homer is new this morning, and perhaps nothing is as old as today's newspaper.

It was still dark outside and bitter cold although mercifully there was little wind. Why is it calm in the early morning? You will notice that lakes are usually still and smooth before daybreak.

Thoreau loved ants. He'd meet one in the morning and spend the whole day talking to him.

Because the light is always with us and the hush of an early morning time propitious to plain speech space between the premonition and the event the small lovely realm of the possible.

I have a hangover that feels like someone let a cat loose inside my face.

One morning on the way to the studio, I stopped at a drugstore for something. There was this dingy little guy with tangled rat's-nest hair trying to buy a bottle of cheap wine but he was short a dime. Somebody in line behind him paid the ten cents for him, and he bellowed, "Thank you, brother, the revolution will be won on ripple.

But I sure do love to whack a grown-up in the morning.

The alarm rings 4:45, again at 5, but I wake up 4:30 naturally. Shower, shave, orange juice, perk my own coffee, hear the news, and the CBS car arrives 5:30.

Their past is my present, and when I look at them I can hear their voices quite clearly, just the way they were, every one of them, every single one. I love the sound of children's voices, especially in the early morning, the sound of their half-whispered chatter and their secret laughter.

Jane," he whispered as the streaks of dawn broke through their bedroom window. "Once more. In the daylight, so I can see you with the sun upon your skin." And she rolled over, smiled, and held open her arms to him, welcoming him home at last.

Our relationship finally ended when he took to waking me up in the wee hours of the morning when he would go surfing. He thought it might be fun to have me come watch. "Fun for who?" I wanted to ask. I had never asked him to come to Happy Hour and watch me drink.

Before I was really ready to settle in, dawn was creeping up outside, flushing the far side of the curtains. I could feel it approaching, like the footsteps of someone unpleasant coming up the stairs.

Dude, I think I've solved the next riddle! Meet me tomorrow morning for breakfast. Seriously. Breakfast. If your butt isn't out of bed by ten o'clock, I'm coming up there with a Taser and a pot of coffee. – May (on Trick's voicemail)

Many monsters lose their power to frighten, when they're dragged out into the morning.

No matter what historians claimed, BC really stood for "Before Coffee.

In the mornings, my pain was magnified by about a thousand. In the morning there weren't only those sad facts about my life. Now there was also the additional fact that I was a pile of shit.

Sunday morning. The air was muggy and oppressive, bloated with the potential for rain. It was the kind of day that invited inactivity and foreboding thoughts.

Sunlight poured slowly over the lip of the window and flooded the cottage.

I'll tell you how the Sun rose – A Ribbon at a time....

Now ruddy Morn purpled the glowing East...

Morning breaks the mystery of night with her delicately blazing pastel light.

Night embraces the quiet dark sky Until it sparks alive with morning light

This morning's tea makes yesterday distant.