Our mornings were never "rise and shine." They were "rise and fight." They were loud and ravaging. They were heavy and unnerving, like the after-math of a war, with unresolved territorial disputes. Th...
Snow endures but for a season and joy comes with the morning.
Each day is a new life. Seize it. Live it.
The day returns and brings us the petty round of irritating concerns and duties. Help us to play the man help us to perform them with laughter and kind faces let cheerfulness abound with industry. G...
MORNINGTIDEThe wonderful works of morningtidebring the sight of luminous whiteness,a breathing whimsyamong wind-tossed sprigs of green.
We are new every day.
Each day is a little life: every waking and rising a little birth, every fresh morning a little youth, every going to rest and sleep a little death.
There will be something anguish or elation that is peculiar to this day alone. I rise from sleep and say: Hail to the morning! Come down to me my beautiful unknown.
A happy man eagerly awaits the rising of the sun.
Sunrise: day's great progenitor.
Relying on God has to begin all over again every day as if nothing had yet been done.
Coffee makes us severe, and grave and philosophical.
Clay lies still but blood's a rover Breath's a ware that will not keep Up lad when the journey's over There'll be time enough to sleep.
The alarm in the morning? Well, I have an old tape of Carlo Maria Giulini conducting the Vienna Philharmonic Orchestra in a perfectly transcendent version in Shubert's seventh symphony. And I've rigge...
There are as many worlds as there are kinds of days, and as an opal changes its colors and its fire to match the nature of a day, so do I.
I think in terms of the day's resolutions, not the years
The first thing each morning and the last thing each night suggest to yourself specific ideas that you wish to embody in your character and personality. Address such suggestions to yourself silentl...
I thank You God for this most amazing day for the leaping greenly spirits of trees and a blue true dream of sky and for everything which is natural which is infinite which is yes.
The weariest night the longest day sooner or later must perforce come to an end.
There is, I have heard, a little thing called sunrise, in which the sun reverses the process we all viewed the night before. You might assume such a thing as mythical as those beasts that guard the co...
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