MORNING QUOTES VI

quotations about morning

Morning will find us curled beside the graves
we dug, without strength to roll ourselves in.

CALVIN BEDIENT

"Modern Love", The Violence of the Morning: Poems


Will't ne'er be morning? Will that promis'd light
Ne'er break, and clear those clouds of night?
Sweet Phosphor, bring the day,
Whose conqu'ring ray
May chase these fogs.

FRANCIS QUARLES

Emblems

Tags: Francis Quarles


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

HENRY DAVID THOREAU

Walden

Tags: Henry David Thoreau


Bring me the sunset in a cup,
Reckon the morning's flagons up,
And say how many dew;
Tell me how far the morning leaps,
Tell me what time the weaver sleeps
Who spun the breadths of blue.

EMILY DICKINSON

"Problems"

Tags: Emily Dickinson


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.

KAMI GARCIA

Beautiful Creatures


Morning can always be counted on to bring us back to a more realistic level.

TENNESSEE WILLIAMS

The Night of the Iguana

Tags: Tennessee Williams


Morning is the night of the stars, when they close their eyelids in sleep.

IBN DARRAJ

attributed, Day's Collacon


Morning is an important time of day, because how you spend your morning can often tell you what kind of day you are going to have.

DANIEL HANDLER

as Lemony Snicket, The Blank Book

Tags: Daniel Handler


But, look, the morn, in russet mantle clad,
Walks o'er the dew of yon high eastern hill.

WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE

Hamlet

Tags: William Shakespeare


In the morning I woke like a sloth in the fog.

LESLIE CONNOR

Waiting for Normal


I saw myself the lambent easy light
Gild the brown horror, and dispel the night.

JOHN DRYDEN

The Hind and the Panther

Tags: John Dryden


I know the morning; I am acquainted with it, and I love it; I love it fresh and see it as it is--a daily new creation, breaking forth and calling all that have life, and breath, and being, to new adoration, new enjoyments, and new gratitude.

DANIEL WEBSTER

letter to Mrs. Paige, April 29, 1847

Tags: Daniel Webster


Slow buds the pink dawn like a rose
From out night's gray and cloudy sheath;
Softly and still it grows and grows,
Petal by petal, leaf by leaf.

SUSAN COOLIDGE

The Morning Comes Before the Sun