Morning Short List1. Woke up ✓2. Air to breath ✓3. Food to eat ✓4. Roof over head ✓ …yep, it’s a Good day!

A kiss is the morning dew which stand up. (Un baiser, c’est la rosée – Du matin qui s’est levé)

Body is morning dew that shines to the rise of the hands. (Corps est rosée du matin – Qui brille au lever des mains.)

The fact that you woke up this morning is proof that this day has already been predetermined in your favor.

I can not go through the ocean. I can not drive the streets at night. I can not wake up in the morning without you on my mind. And so you’re gone and I’m haunted. I bet you are just fine. Did i make it that easy to walk right in and out of my...

She says you’re not awake until you’re actually out of bed and standing up.

The morning has broken – I had thought of the morning like an egg that had split with a crack and was spreading. Before us lay all the green of the green country of England, with its rivers and it’s roads and it’s hedges, it’s churches, it’s chimneys, it’s rising threads of smoke. The chimneys...

Nature awakens in brilliant colors of autumn, making me wish winter would bid adieu.

Alarm clocks were going off in the city now. One after another, sometimes two or three together, they drove their small silver knives into the body of the great dream that sprawled naked on the housetops. Sensual, amiable, and defenseless as it was, it would still take a little while to die.

I let my head fall back, and I gazed into the Eternal Blue Sky. It was morning. Some of the sky was yellow, some the softest blue. One small cloud scuttled along. Strange how everything below can be such death and chaos and pain while above the sky is peace, sweet blue gentleness. I heard...

I personally woke up this morning and I didn’t know about it.

kisses happenwhen my morning blueberry muffin sails slowly upon my savoring tongue.

I returned to the courtyard and saw that the sun had grown weaker. Beautiful and clear as it had been, the morning (as the day approached the completion of its first half) was becoming damp and misty. Heavy clouds moved from the north and were invading the top of the mountain, covering it with a...

I love the smell of book ink in the morning.

Who needs an alarm clock you you have a bladder

There is nowhere morning does not go.

The grey of a bitter, starved-looking morning. The town like a mortally wounded creature, torn by shells, gashed open by bombs. Dead streets – streets of death – death in streets and their houses; yet people still able to sleep and still sleeping.

When you arise in the moring, think of what a precious privelege it is to be alive– to breathe, to think, to enjoy, to love

He stood between death and life as between night and morning, and thought with a soaring rapture, ‘I am not afraid.

Lena’s hair was sticking out in about fifteen directions, and her eyes were all small and puffy from crying. So this was what girls looked like in the morning. I had never seen one, not up close.

I avoid that bleak first hour of the working day during which my still sluggish senses and body make every chore a penance. I find that in arriving later, the work which I do perform is of a much higher quality.

In the morning I get out of bed, I brushmy teeth, I wash my face, I get dressed in the clothes I like best.I want to be good to myself.

MORNING

Joyful morning, good morning, good day.

Each morning brings new hope.

Something wonderful may happen today. You don’t want to be asleep when it does!

Just take my hand, lead, dance with me…and I will simply follow the blueness of the water, the white waves rolling free…where the earth beneath my feet and stars make my heart whole again…in long and priceless moments of shared solitude…

A morning coffee is my favorite way of starting the day, settling the nerves so that they don’t later fray.

One of the few times in a man’s life when he is not full of shit!!The morning of a colonoscopy. Enough said!

Entreabrió los ojos, y a través de sus pestañas le llegó algo menos espeso que la tiniebla, una claridad en pañales, cierto amago de luz que se filtraba por la densa cortina. Entonces, ante los ojos de Adán y en el caos borroso que llenaba su habitación, se juntaron o repelieron los colores, atrajéronse las...

The morning brought more peace if it did not entirely dissipate fear.

Sad, slow music in the small hours of the morning isn’t just sad and slow music. It’s a narration. And through the myriad of morning dew, we are the twinkling stars that fade with the rising sun.

I yell at yellow like I purr at pink. If they were more fluid, I’d pour meows in my morning coffee.

I enjoy the sounds of morning. My favorite is the shush of orgasm. If you tell me you love me, I might tell you the time.

I went for a walk this morning because the evening was still asleep. Well technically so was I, but that didn’t stop me from exercising.

You’ve got to get up pretty early in the morning to beat me to my rooster costume.

I tried to wear my shirt while it was still on the hanger. That’s just the kind of morning person I am with no coffee.

Morning without you is a dwindled dawn.

One smile in the morning can change your mood for the entire day. One hug in the evening can usher you into cheerful night dreams you will never regret!

In the morning, celebrate the beauty and warmth of sun light,in the evening, celebrate the song of silence and love of night.

Every morning is bright, beautiful, and gorgeous like the sun, but we can’t see it because we are blinded by day to day tasks.

You have a clean slate every day you wake up. You have a chance every single morning to make that change and be the person you want to be. You just have to decide to do it. Decide today’s the day. Say it: this is going to be my day.

Morning came in through the blinds cutting everything into ribbons.

Have you ever seen the dawn? Not a dawn groggy with lack of sleep or hectic with mindless obligations and you about to rush off on an early adventure or business, but full of deep silence and absolute clarity of perception? A dawning which you truly observe, degree by degree. It is the most amazing...

The desert, when the sun comes up…I couldn’t tell where heaven stopped and the Earth began.

So fine was the morning except for a streak of wind here and there that the sea and sky looked all one fabric, as if sails were stuck high up in the sky, or the clouds had dropped down into the sea.

there have been morningsso quiet and tenderlike a poem, on Thursday’s lipsthat I wonderedif I’d been kissed at all…

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!

They talked on into the early morning, the high, pale cast of light in the windows, and they did not think of leaving.

I am not addicted to coffee, it find it’s way every morning.