quotations about morning
Morning without you is a dwindled dawn.
EMILY DICKINSON
To Mrs. Edward Tuckerman, April 1885
The sun just touched the morning;
The morning, happy thing,
Supposed that he had come to dwell,
And life would be all spring.
EMILY DICKINSON
"The sun just touched the morning"
Dawn has power to fertilise the most matter-of-fact vision.
JOHN GALSWORTHY
The Forsyte Saga
Each morning is a fresh beginning. We are, as it were, just beginning life. We have it entirely in our own hands. And when the morning with its fresh beginning comes, all yesterdays should be yesterdays, with which we have nothing to do. Sufficient is it to know that the way we lived our yesterday has determined for us our today.
RALPH WALDO TRINE
In Tune With the Infinite
The first hour of the morning is the rudder of the day. It is a blessed baptism which gives the first waking thoughts into the bosom of God.
HENRY WARD BEECHER
Proverbs from Plymouth Pulpit
Great streets of silence led away
To neighborhoods of pause;
Here was no notice, no dissent,
No universe, no laws.
By clock 'twas morning, and for night
The bells at distance called;
But epoch has no basis here,
For period exhaled.
EMILY DICKINSON
"Void"
I am not a Sunday morning inside four walls
with clean blood
and organized drawers.
I am the hurricane setting fire to the forests
at night when no one else is alive
or awake
CHARLOTTE ERIKSSON
The Glass Child
Rise early, that by habit it may become familiar, agreeable, healthy, and profitable. It may, for a while, be irksome to do this, but that will wear off; and the practice will produce a rich harvest forever thereafter; whether in public or private walks of life.
GEORGE WASHINGTON
letter to George Washington Parke Custis, January 7, 1798
The last dreams dance like shadows on the walls, and the morning is like a slow fish emerging from the seabed.
ALEX MANLY
Their Strange Moves: Vendor of Illusions
Let me wake up next to you, have coffee in the morning and wander through the city with your hand in mine, and I'll be happy for the rest of my f***ed up little life.
CHARLOTTE ERIKSSON
Empty Roads & Broken Bottles
An end is come, the end is come, the morning is come unto thee, O thou that dwellest in the land; behold the day, the morning is gone forth.
BIBLE
Ezekiel 7:6-7
Dawn of a brighter, whiter day
Than ever blessed us with its ray--
A dawn beneath whose purer light all guilt and wrong shall fade away.
ELIZABETH AKERS ALLEN
"Spring at the Capital"
The morn is up again, the dewy morn,
With breath all incense, and with cheek all bloom,
Laughing the clouds away with playful scorn,
And living as if earth contained no tomb,
And glowing into day.
LORD BYRON
Childe Harold's Pilgrimage
Rise, happy morn, rise, holy morn,
Draw forth the cheerful day from night;
O Father, touch the east, and light
The light that shone when Hope was born.
ALFRED TENNYSON
In Memoriam A.H.H.
Of all the things we fashioned for them that they might be comforted, dawn is the one that works. When darkness sifts from the air like fine soft soot and light spreads slowly out of the east then all but the most wretched of humankind rally.
JOHN BANVILLE
The Infinities
The bright incarnate spirit of the Morn.
ALFRED AUSTIN
Madonna's Child
Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day
Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops.
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE
Romeo and Juliet
On, on we went, till at last the east began to blush like the cheek of a girl. Then there came faint rays of primrose light, that changed presently to golden bars, through which the dawn glided out across the desert. The stars grew pale and paler still, till at last they vanished; the golden moon waxed wan, and her mountain ridges stood out against her sickly face like the bones on the cheek of a dying man. Then came spear upon spear of light flashing far away across the boundless wilderness, piercing and firing the veils of mist, till the desert was draped in a tremulous golden glow, and it was day.
H. RIDER HAGGARD
King Solomon's Mines
The dusk drew earlier in,
The morning foreign shone--
A courteous, yet harrowing grace,
As guest who would be gone.
EMILY DICKINSON
"As imperceptibly as grief"
Now morn, her rosy steps in th' eastern clime
Advancing, sow'd the earth with Orient pearl.
JOHN MILTON
Paradise Lost