Quotes About Morning Glory

I'm very silly as a person, but quality silliness on-screen has more of an art to it. Harrison Ford, whom I was in 'Morning Glory' with, has mastered that dry funny better than anyone.

My days, if they start in the morning with a cuddle from my son, are just so much more glorious than they were prior to that.

I'm very silly as a person, but quality silliness on-screen has more of an art to it. Harrison Ford, whom I was in Morning Glory with, has mastered that dry funny better than anyone.

but the man had never learned to wait, he was permanently in a hurry. when, in april, he planted heads of mignonette or morning glory in the china pots in his living room, he would go and pull their leaves each morning to make them grow faster. with such an eccentric, the only thing to do was to obey.

Children of heroes have glory for breakfast.

Never rely on the glory of the morning nor the smiles of your mother-in-law.

It wasn't just catching mackerel that made those dawns red-letter days for us. It was like watching the world being created anew to watch the sun come up -the orange streak changing to flames -orange, yellow, crimson; to watch the whole bay catch the glory of it – to watch the western sky take fire. People who don't ever watch sunrises miss a lot of wonder.

She offered her mouth to him, as if enchanted. A Persian princess, a little Indian, a fox, a morning glory, a lovely wisteria--it always pleased them when you told them they looked like something, like something else.

Her own hair was a glory of copper fire that morning, shining like a whisky still, long and loose in gentle flames down her back.

green fronds of a palm tree, while vivid indigo morning glories

They went to the sands, to watch the flowing of the tide, which a fine south-easterly breeze was bringing in all the grandeur which so flat a shore admitted. They praised the morning; gloried in the sea; sympathized in the delight of the fresh-feeling breeze- and were silent...

It seems to me that organized creeds are collections of words around a wish. I feel no need for such. However, I would not, by word or deed, attempt to deprive another of the consolation it affords. It is simply not for me. Somebody else may have my rapturous glance at the archangels. The springing of the yellow line of morning out of the misty deep of dawn is glory enough for me.

These flowers, which were splendid and sprightly, Waking in the dawn of the morning, In the evening will be a pitiful frivolity, Sleeping in the cold night's arms.

and in the morning you will see the LORDís glory, because He has heard your grumbling against Him. For who are we that you should grumble against us?”

in the morning it springs up new, but by evening it fades and withers.