Quotes About Sunrise

What swells inside me is a love so boundless, I am the sunrise and sunset. I am Liberty Bell in the Cascades. I am Beihai Lake. I am every beautiful, truly beautiful, thing I've ever seen, captured in my personal Geographia, the atlas of myself.

Io sono come un orso. Con le braccia tese in alto aspetto il sorgere del sole.

It was no accident, no coincidence, that the seasons came round and round year after year. It was the Lord speaking to us all and showing us over and over again the birth, life, death, and resurrection of his only begotten Son, our Savior, Jesus Christ, our Lord. It was like a best-loved story being told day after day with each sunrise and sunset, year after year with the seasons, down through the ages since time began.

My Megan is a sunrise, always changing, but beautiful the entire time.

The Vedas say, All intelligences awake with the morning. Poetry and art, and the fairest and most memorable of the actions of men, date from such an hour. All poets and heroes, like Memnon, are the children of Aurora, and emit their music at sunrise.

There is more day left to dawn. The sun is but a morning star.

It is true, I never assisted the sun materially in his rising, but, doubt not, it was of the last importance only to be present at it.

They honestly think there is no choice left. But alert and healthy natures remember that the sun rose clear. It is never too late to give up our prejudices.

Wir müssen lernen, wieder wach zu werden. und uns wach zu erhalten, nicht durch mechanische Mittel, sondern durch das unaufhörliche Erwarten des Sonnenaufgangs, welches uns nicht verlassen darf im tiefsten Schlaf

Tokie jau rytdienos prigimitis - ji niekada neišaušta, genama vien laiko. Šviesa, kuri akina, mums atrodo kaip tamsa. Išaušta tik tas rytas, kuriame mes patys pabundame. Diena ateina po aušros. Saul? t?ra ryto žvaidžg?.

orele de aur se scurgeau, plantele sorbeau lumina, enigmaticul vechi palat p?lea ca ceara È™i pe urm?, cînd soarele sc?p?ta, începea s? se împurpureze, iar foile mele foÈ™neau în briza r?t?citoare a Adriaticei.

The morning pouring everywhere, its golden glory on the air.

fifty years ago did Nathan Swain kill fifteen whales between a sunrise and a sunset. And that harpoon—so like a corkscrew now—was flung

I looked at my hands to see if I was the same person. There was such a glory over everything. The sun came up like gold through the trees, and I felt like I was in heaven.

I have grown up on a diet of sunrise picnics, learning the names of butterflies, planting trees.

There are so many opportunities to see the sun go down in the evening and the sun come up in the morning. The colors change on the trees, on the snow. I'm surrounded by people who are friendly and helpful.

The beauty of a morning glory, is that of its patient wait for the sun to rise in the morning!

The beauty of a morning glory, is that of its patient wait for the sun to bloom in the morning!

Morning sunrise wakes me upwith rays of hope.Clouds of fear can hide the sunbut not for long.If rays of hope are strongand patience is a song, then hope will bloom andrain will bring a rainbow.

Every morning, the sunrise wakes me up with rays of hope.

Every sunrise gives you reason to hope. Every darkness of night teaches you patience.

The morning sun will bring you a fresh new day with a fresh new world of possibilities.

Sunrise What is the name of the deep breath I would take over and over for all of us? Call it whatever you want, it is happiness, it is another one of the ways to enter fire.

Howard Taylor wrote of his father, "For forty years the sun never rose on China a single day that God didn't find him on his knees.