mornings Quotes

“The light strengthened, the mornings came sooner.”

“The quickest way to spoil a friendship is to wake somebody up in the morning before he is ready.”

“How sweet the morning air is! See how that one little cloud floats like a pink feather from some gigantic flamingo. Now the red rim of the sun pushes itself over the London cloud-bank. It shines on a good many folk, but on none, I dare bet, who are on a stranger errand than you and I. How small we feel with our petty ambitions and strivings in the presence of the great elemental forces of Nature!”

“Second star to the right and straight on ‘til morning. ”

“A glooming peace this morning with it brings; The sun, for sorrow, will not show his head: Go hence, to have more talk of these sad things; Some shall be pardon’d, and some punished: For never was a story of more woe Than this of Juliet and her Romeo.”

“If it is a good morning, which I doubt.”

“If everything’s the same, then there aren’t any choices! I want to wake up in the morning and decide things!”

“Sometimes, Clark, you are pretty much the only thing that makes me want to get up in the morning.”

“No man knows till he has suffered from the night how sweet and dear to his heart and eye the morning can be.”

“If you think I’m one of those people who try to be funny at breakfast you’re wrong. I’m invariably ill-tempered in the early morning.”

“And I first saw the trees! The Truffula trees! The bright-colored tufts of the Truffula trees! Mile after mile in the fresh morning breeze.”

“There is a hollow empty feeling that a man can have when he is waked too early in the morning that is almost like the feeling of disaster and he had this multiplied a thousand times.”

“I like to hop all day and night from right to left and left to right.”

“Say she rail; why, I’ll tell her plain She sings as sweetly as a nightingale. Say that she frown; I’ll say she looks as clear As morning roses newly wash’d with dew. Say she be mute and will not speak a word; Then I’ll commend her volubility, and say she uttereth piercing eloquence.”

“And when he awoke in the morning and looked upon the wretchedness about him, his dream had had its usual effect: it had intensified the sordidness of his surroundings a thousandfold.”

“But don’t you ever wake up in the morning and feel like wearing something different? There must be something else in your wardrobe.”

“You know, it’s funny what you’ll miss when you’re away from home. Now me, I miss the smell of coffee...and bacon frying in the morning.”

“The sun gets up. So up with you!”

“Everybody’s doing ups!”

“Fall in love with someone who tastes like adventure but looks like the calm, beautiful morning after a terrible storm”

“If men only felt about death as they do about sleep, all terrors would cease. . . Men sleep contentedly, assured that they will wake the following morning. They should feel the same about their lives.”

“I took my morning walk, I took my evening walk, I ate something, I thought about something, I wrote, I napped and dreamt something too, and with all that something, I still have nothing because so much of sum’thing has always been and always will be you. I miss you.”

“The trouble with trying to find a brown-covered book among brown leaves and brown water at the bottom of a ditch of brown earth in the brown, well, grayish light of dawn, was that you couldn’t.”

“If by setting one’s heart right every morning and evening, one is able to live as though his body were already dead, he gains freedom in the Way.”

“I remember awakening one morning and finding everything smeared with the color of forgotten love.

“morning, it touches the nerves quickly as if we were already in the hunter’s sights. the body yawns and stretches in the light. the pilgrimage is about to begin.”

“The moment I stopped spending so much time chasing the big pleasure of life. I began to enjoy the little ones, like watching the stars dancing in the moonlit sky or soaking in the sunbeams of a glorious summer morning.”

“Every morning when I wake up, now, I regard it as having another borrowed day.”

“So I climb on the bed where the light of the moon is shining on your face and I know it will be morning soon. Everybody needs a safe place.”

“How queer everything is to-day! And yesterday things went on just as usual. I wonder if I’ve been changed in the night? Let me think: *was* I the same when I got up this morning?”

“When at last she felt perfectly satisfied with them, she said one morning: ‘Come along, children. Follow me.’ ”

Alem is on holiday with his father for a few days in London. He has never been out of Ethiopia before and is very excited. They have a great few days togther until one morning when Alem wakes up in the bed and breakfast they are staying at to find the unthinkable.

“I went to sleep with gum in my mouth and now there’s gum in my hair and when I got out of bed this morning I tripped on the skateboard and by mistake I dropped my sweater in the sink while the water was running and I could tell it was going to be a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.”

“ ‘It was all working out so nicely,’ the parson went on sadly, ‘but as it is, you’ll have to go in the morning. A church is no good without a congregation, is it?’ “

“The next morning, promptly at eleven, a very cheerful fox turned up. He was feeling not a particle of pain.”

“I want to live my life in such a way that when I get out of bed in the morning, the devil says, “aw shit, he’s up!”

“Grandpa liked to drink his coffee outside. On calm mornings, the sea was so shiny it looked as if it had just been painted. “

“But somehow, when she woke up in the morning, she felt she had to flee to the beach...”

“But nobody wanted any caps that morning. Nobody wanted even a red cap. He began to feel very hungry, but he had no money for lunch.”

“This is the cock that crowed in the morn, that waked the priest all shaven and shorn, that married the man all tattered and torn, that kissed the maiden all forlorn”

“One morning a mosquito saw an iguana drinking at a waterhole. The mosquito said, ‘Iguana, you will never believe what I saw yesterday.’ ‘Try me,’ said the iguana. The mosquito said, ‘I saw a farmer digging yams that were almost as big as I am.’ ‘What’s a mosquito compared to a yam?’ snapped the iguana grumpily. ‘I would rather be deaf than listen to such nonsense!’ ”

“Francis ate her bread and jam and drank her milk. Then she went out to the playground and skipped rope. She did not skip as fast as she had skipped in the morning.”

“Where the bakers who bake till the dawn so we can have cake in the morn mixed Mickey in batter, chanting: ‘Milk in the batter! Milk in the batter! Stir it! Scrape it! Make it! Bake it!’ and they put that batter up to bake a delicious Mickey-cake.”

“…the Bakers ran up with a measuring cup, howling: ‘Milk! Milk! Milk for the morning cake!’ ”

“It was a perfect morning for anyone with new boots. Enough rain had fallen in the night to fill the gutters with muddy streams and to bring worms squirming out of the lawns onto the sidewalks.”

“Mr. and Mrs. Bird worked very hard. It took them the rest of the morning to finish their nest. ‘This nest is really the best!’ said Mrs. Bird. ‘I want to stay here forever.’ ”

“And that’s why, thanks to Mickey, we have cake every morning.”

“Good Morning! Good Morning! The sun is up! Wash! Brush! Comb! Dress! Get up! There is a lot of work to be done!”

“Now it is no use to lament--we must all work, and work cheerfully; and we will pray every morning and every night that God will bless our endeavors and enable us to provide for ourselves, and live here in peace and safety.”

“BRRRRRRRRR! went the alarm clock, BRRRRR! Mrs. Bear sat up and rubbed her eyes. ‘Good morning, dear,’ she said. ‘Did you sleep well?‘”

“Once I knew a little girl, Who wouldn’t go to bed, And in the morning always had A very sleepy head. At night she’d stop up on the stairs, And hold the railings tight Then with a puff she’d try to blow Out Mary Ann’s rushlight. The bed at last they tuck’d her in. The light she vowed to keep; Left in the dark she roar’d and cried; Till tired she went to sleep.”

“But in the busy foyer of Knutsford Inn there was to be no giggling between Nicola and me. Already we have a sense that in the morning we wouldn’t be going back home. The whole situation was so unusual, so dreamlike.”

“My theme is memory, that winged host that soared about me one grey morning of wartime.”

“It says, ‘Good night, God keep you all the night!’ -- Just what she used to say when we were together. Every night she used to say that to me, and every morning she said, ‘God bless you all the day!’ So you see I am quite safe all the time.”

One morning, almost as if in a dream, Billy wakes up to find that he has turned into a girl!

“The Litte House was very happy as she sat on the hill and watched the countryside around her. She watched the sun rise in the morning and she watched the sun set in the evening.”

“Except for you I have never heard anyone who could sing as your father did in the morning. In order to make his voice stronger, he would close both his eyes. And he would stand on his tiptoes and stretch forth his long slender neck.”

“And so they swam in the cool morning water and in the midday sun and chased the big fish away.”

“Each morning as the sun rose from the east, Ping and his mother and his father and sisters and brothers and aunts and uncles and his forty-two cousins all marched, one by one, down a little bridge to the shore of the Yangtze river.”

“He liked pancakes on Sunday morning.”

“One morning in Maine, Sal woke up. She peeked over the top of the covers. The bright sunlight made her blink, so she pulled the covers up and was just about to go back to sleep when she remember, ‘today is the day I am going to Buck’s Harbor with my father!’ ”

“It was Sundays that saved her. After morning church she went straight to the garage, put on her jeans, and though only emergency work was really done on Sundays, the foreman always had something ready for her. Very dirty and happy, she would work until they had to dash home for lunch.”

“The world is always young again for just a few moments at the dawn.”

“What a joyful thing it is to awaken, on a fresh glorious morning, and find the rising sun staring into your face with dazzling brilliancy! -to see the birds twittering in the bushes, and to hear the murmuring of a rill, or the soft hissing ripples as they fall upon the sea-shore!”

“it’s all your fault, Ernest! Please, don’t cry, Celestine. We’ll find him in the morning. Oh, poor Gideon. How will I tell Celestine?”

“If you’ve slept soundly at night the morning is exhilarating, I suppose.”

“Wake every person, pig, and pup, till everyone on earth is up!”

“I would love to go somewhere else and pick peachy fruits in the early morning from the back of an elefunt.”