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

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

I woke up early and took the first train to take me away from the city. The noise and all its people. I was alone on the train and had no idea where I was going, and that’s why I went there. Two hours later we arrived in a small town, one of those towns...

The only time I can throw 80 yards is when my football-shaped alarm clock goes off in the morning.

Perhaps Sadness will use the shimmering wings of the morning kissed with dew and promise to sail away, and the dark Heart of the Night will rush headlong into the blinding light of the Day, to kiss it full and hard upon the mouth and embrace life’s brilliance once more…

No one can ever bring the morning back at midnight

In the morning light, I remembered how much I loved the sound of wind through the trees. I laid back and closed my eyes, and I was comforted by the sound of a million tiny leaves dancing on a summer morning.

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

I understand our mornings can be busy; however, if we cannot make time for God now, then when?

She wasn’t crying at all. This was what scared him the most. Where had she locked up the things he’d seen her feeling that day when she heard? She wasn’t that big a girl to hold all of it—to hold her brother’s life and his death inside of her. To hold all his long-limbed raging...

I roll out of bed in the morning like a man in a wheelchair. Life is a journey, and walking is so inefficient.

A dirty and mean sense of humor first thing in the morning. I may learn to like you yet.

Do you know how,sometimes, when you first wake up,your pulse is so thorough, so slow,that you, and the one who is with you, and the room, and the opening light all seem to swelland subside and swell inside your heart?

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.

I was also sick of my neighbors, as most Parisians are. I now knew every second of the morning routine of the family upstairs. At 7:00 am alarm goes off, boom, Madame gets out of bed, puts on her deep-sea divers’ boots, and stomps across my ceiling to megaphone the kids awake. The kids drop...

You knows dat in New Orleans is not morning ’til dee sun come up.

It’s a finger snapping kind of day.

I drink cup of sunlight every morning to brighten myself.

Morning is wonderful. Its only drawback is that it comes at such an inconvenient time of day.

Morning will come, it has no choice.

I very carefully levered up an eyelid and shut it again fast. A merciless sunbeam had squirted straight in, making my brain bleed.

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

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

… and it was quite a sad thing,the way I watched you sleep like nothing could go wrong and I did not want to harm it, I did not want to blur it, but how could I notwhen everything I’ve ever known has slowly gone awayand I know by now that that’s the way you...

The morning came pouring down on my night, but luckily I was able to convert my erection into an umbrella.

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

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…

We love the morning, because we know that there will be night soon! We love the night, because we know that there will be morning soon! Who loves the morning if there shall be no night? Who loves the night if there shall be no morning?

Fortunately, he’d found that most people were easy to locate at five thirty in the morning. .

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.

Yes, Spring has come!I felt it yesterday when I looked out the window at the moon over the rooftops, when I breathed in the fresh night air.This morning I was awoken by the sun, drenched the room with bright warm light.I opened my eyes, reached out to meet the sun and murmured “Good morning”!

Don’t predict the condition of the entire day by the state of the morning. You don’t judge a book by its cover. A cloudy morning is no guarantee for a rainy day!

Your deceit smells like a fake mustache. Nobody stole my facial hair. I shaved this morning and donated half of it to the Humane Society. The other half I kept for sentimental petting reasons.

Now that your eyes are open, make the sun jealous with your burning passion to start the day. Make the sun jealous or stay in bed.

Mitch woke up the next morning the way he always did: badly.

There is nowhere morning does not go.

Starting the morning without prayer is like starting a car without gas.

People work better when they know what the goal is and why. It is important that people look forward to coming to work in the morning and enjoy working.

It is only in the morning that one should marry, read unfavourable reviews, make one’s will, beat one’s servants, and so forth.

In the morning I brush my teeth with hope, and at night before bed I brush them with defeat. Both are mint flavored, so I try not to get them mixed up.

Every morning was a cheerful invitation to make my life of equal simplicity, and I may say innocence, with Nature herself.

Each day brings its own miracles. May your hearts and mind be open to daily miracles.

As we walk back, it feels like the city is engulfing us. Adrenalin still pours through our veins. Sparks flow through to our fingers. We’ve still been running in the mornings, but the city’s different then. It’s filled with hope and with bristles of winter sunshine. In the evening, it’s like it dies, waiting to...

The dark has a eased a little. There has been a street-lamp burning, that has lit the threads of the bleached net scarf hung at the window, now it is put out. The light turns filthy pink. The pink gives way to sickly yellow. It creeps, and with it creeps sound – softly at first,...

We both disliked rude rickshwalas, shepu bhaji in any form, group photographs at weddings, lizards, tea that has gone cold, the habit of taking newspaper to the toilet, kissing a boy who’d just smoked a cigarette et cetra. Another list. The things we loved: strong coffee, Matisse, Rumi, summer rain, bathing together, Tom Hanks, rice...

My favorite place in the world is next to you.

At five in the morning, I was half asleep. The whole left side of my body was taking a nap. Seems I’m also always half in love, from my waist down.

The thing that surprised me was how sharp we were on offense in the morning session. Both JV and varsity were very sharp. They knew the plays and were very crisp in executing the plays.

Dawn and its excesses always reminded me of heaven, a place where I have always known I would not be comfortable.

The scent of the morning is prepared by the night; the scent of the night is prepared by the day; everything helps everything!