Quotes About Dawn

The New York dawn hasfour columns of mudand a hurricane of black dovesthat paddle in putrescent waters.

This was her special time, this early part of the day when the sun was just about to creep over the horizon. It was a brand new day in which anything could happen.

it is the man of the night who invents, the man of the morning is nothing but a scribe.

Oh, painted smirk of a hopeless dawn, the girl is still wearing her breeches...

But tomorrow, dawn will come the way I picture her, barefoot and disheveled, standing outside my window in one of the fragile cotton dresses of the poor. She will look in at me with her thin arms extended, offering a handful of birdsong and a small cup of light.

Things are always at their best in their beginning.

The light of morning decomposes everything.

Dawn in Mongolia was an amazing thing. In one instant, the horizon became a faint line suspended in the darkness, and then the line was drawn upward, higher and higher. It was as if a giant hand had stretched down from the sky and slowly lifted the curtain of night from the face of the earth. It was a magnificent sight, far greater in scale...than anything that I, with my limited human faculties, could fully comprehend.

All he could do was wait like this, patiently, until it grew light out and the birds awoke and began their day. All he could do was trust in the birds, in all the birds, with their wings and beaks.

Things change everyday. With each new dawn, it is not the same world as before. And you're not the same person you were either.

There were lots of songs that were on 'It Still Moves' that I had written, and we had played - rehearsed, but also played live a couple of times - that could've gone on 'At Dawn', but we always knew we wanted to make a record that was more quote-unquote 'rock n' roll.'

Yeah, I'm not really a morning person.

At six-fifteen the sun snuck up and mugged the moon.

Yeah, I'm not really a morning person.

Finally, the sun peeks over the mountains in a thin line of red-gold that edges the dark lake.

I relax my thoughts and absorb everything humming around me. The branches with their gray-green leaves. The birds stirring against the dawn.

Can I tell from the twilight from which the world is built that I am a sunrise in this life?

Distance is no bar for the dawn of love, the lotus blooms as soon as the sun peeps over the horizon

All that you can do is to raise the level of sattva. And then when sattva's level is high, we have to wait one moment, any moment knowledge can dawn there. All that you can do to have sunlight in this room, is to open the curtains and keep the windows open. And when dawn comes, it just dawns. You have the sunlight inside. If you close your curtains, even if it's midsummer afternoon, you will still find your room dark, because the gunas are cloudy.

Death is delightful. Death is dawn, The waking from a weary night Of fevers unto truth and light.

The advent of truth, like the dawn of day, agitates the elements, while it disperses the gloom.

The day after the darkest hour is always the most beautiful.

How could he know this new dawn's light would change his life forever? Set sail to sea, but pulled off course by the light of golden treasure.

In the beginning, it is always dark.