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Quotations about Mornings

Dawn is a friend of the muses. ~Latin proverb

Up at dawn, the dewy freshness of the hour, the morning rapture of the birds, the daily miracle of sunrise, set her heart in tune, and gave her Nature's most healing balm. ~Louisa May Alcott, "In the Strawberry Bed," Work: A Story of Experience, 1873

Morning is the dream renewed, the heart refreshed, earth's forgiveness painted in the colors of the dawn. ~Kent Nerburn, Small Graces: The Quiet Gifts of Everyday Life, 1998 had become my habit to spend a few minutes each morning in contemplation of the wilderness, a sort of pantheistic communion during which I tried to absorb the mood, the feel, of the land while noting its appearance. Everybody, it seems to me, begins each new day in some personally characteristic fashion; the devout may say their prayers on rising or attend early mass; some live inside their own heads for a while, morose and uncompanionable; others rise late and rush at today as if to beat it into submission. For myself, I need a little time for inner contemplation, a few moments of peace and quiet during which the chimeras that come with sleep are chased back into their subconscious hiding places. After this, I am ready to face the day. ~R. D. Lawrence (1921–2003), The North Runner, 1979

I love the quiet calmness before the world is just waking up. That amazing moment before the chaos of the day starts. Mornings are magical. ~Keith Wynn, @ravens_rhapsody

For what human ill does not dawn seem to be an alleviation? ~Thornton Wilder, The Bridge of San Luis Rey, 1927

Through the blackest night, morning gently tiptoes, feeling its way to dawn. ~Robert Brault,

Be pleasant until ten o'clock in the morning and the rest of the day will take care of itself. ~Elbert Hubbard

The older generation thought nothing of getting up at 5 o'clock in the morning — and the younger generation doesn't think so much of it either. ~Author unknown, c.1944

Morning is when the wick is lit. A flame ignited, the day delighted with heat and light, we start the fight for something more than before. ~Jeb Dickerson, @JebDickerson, tweet, 2009

If people were meant to pop out of bed, we'd all sleep in toasters. ~I'd Like Mornings Better If They Started Later, created by Jim Davis, written by Jim Kraft and Mark Acey, 1996

Sadness flies on the wings of the morning, and out of the heart of darkness comes the light. ~Jean Giraudoux, The Madwoman of Chaillot, 1948, English adaptation by Maurice Valency

Or when the night is darkest,
The morn begins to break,
And cometh forth all smiling
With many a crimson streak...
~John Stanley Tute, Holy Times and Scenes, 1846

Only that day dawns to which we are awake. There is more day to dawn. The sun is but a morning star. ~Henry David Thoreau, Walden

Weary I watch, with a restless heart,
Till the solemn hours of night depart;
Till day appears in the east afar,
And brightly there beams the morning star.
~Mary Ann H. Dodd Shutts (1813–1878), "The Morning Star"  #venus

There is no snooze button on a cat who wants breakfast. ~Author unknown

I can see the orange haze on the horizon as the morning exhales a yawn, and seems to be ready to rise. ~Jeb Dickerson, @JebDickerson, tweet, 2009

Dawn-giddy birds chirp as if every morning is a special occasion. Wise, wise birds. ~Terri Guillemets

Dear Morning!...
Risen as from a rounded dream to find
The world a-riot for a bourgeoning,
The eyes spill sleep and sunlight, while the wind
Beats blood to blushes with his gusty wing.
~Francis Howard Williams, "An Early-April Morning," The Flute-Player and Other Poems, 1894

Morning isn't just the sun coming up anew over the horizon — you are, too. ~Terri Guillemets

I have risen early today. Far in the distance, a faint glow paints the horizon. Dawn is coming, gently and full of prayer. I step quietly from my bed, alive to the silences around me. This is the quiet time, the time of innocence and soft thoughts, the childhood of the day. ~Kent Nerburn, "The Gift of the Dawn," Small Graces: The Quiet Gifts of Everyday Life, 1998

'Tis sweet as the day begins to dawn,
When the lark her song is singing,
To wander at will through the grassy lawn
Where fresh flowers around are springing.
'Tis sweet at that solemn hour to go
O'er the rocky slope, all alone,
Where the scattering streamlets freely flow...
'Tis well to inhale the earthly gale,
As it sweeps the green hill's side...
Or to look on the wood in its leafy pride,
In the glen or on the grove, the dawn is fair,—
Morning is beautiful every where!
~Thomas Furlong, "Morning Meditations"

There would be a lot more optimists if it weren't for the rise-and-shine requirement. ~Robert Brault,

It was a bright day early in the morning, warm and full of a Sabbath feel, as if the earth had memories of the Seventh Day, its finished birthday, and wrapped a holy stillness about itself, remembering... Be still, the morning said to her, and fret not thyself, the sun is risen. ~Cid Ricketts Sumner, Tammy Out of Time, 1958

I hold pollen of dawn
In my hand,
With it I sow the night;
Over the mountain
Spring the first pale blades
Of the new day.
~Eda Lou Walton (1894–1961), "The Sower," c.1919

The shutters of Night were rolling back, and young Day was stepping out to cast her first smile on a waiting earth. ~Isabel Hornibrook, Camp and Trail: A Story of the Maine Woods, 1897

When the dark shades of night had passed away,
And morning robed the earth in colors bright,
Close to a rose's fragrant heart there lay,
A dew-drop glittering in the early light.
~Mary Ann H. Dodd Shutts (1813–1878), "On the Death of a Child"

Most people do not consider dawn to be an attractive experience — unless they are still up. ~Ellen Goodman, Close to Home, 1979

It's a quarter after five on a Sunday morning... The world is so asleep and deserted at this hour... There's a lot of room and quiet, at this time of day. That's one reason I get up early... Another reason I get up early is because there is less of a sense of pressure before the rest of the world is up and stirring. You can feel the slow rhythms of time and the stars and you can see the day begin. The days are just as long as they were 10 million years ago. If they seem short it is because man has tried to pack them so full of hurry. I don't know where we are hurrying, but haste has become habitual. ~Hal Borland, Hill Country Harvest, 1967

When once thy day shall burst to flower,
When once the sun shall climb the sky,
And busy hour by busy hour,
The urgent noontide draws anigh...
~Susan Coolidge, "The Morning Comes Before The Sun"

Just before dawn I have the world all to myself. ~Terri Guillemets

...this pause of rest,
This morning hush before the sun.
~Susan Coolidge, "The Morning Comes Before The Sun"

He always said "Good mornin'"
      An' emphasized the "Good,"
As if he'd make it happy
      For each one if he could.
"Good mornin'!" just "Good mornin'"
      To every one he met;
He said it with a twinkle
      Nobody could forget.
He always said "Good mornin',"
      An' people use' to say
That one o' his Good-mornin's
      Clung to you all the day...
~Wilbur D. Nesbit, "Good Mornin'," c.1902

To-morrow I have a recitation at half-past six, A.M. John and myself have adopted four o'clock as our hour for rising, and the alarm clock has been let into the secret, and performs his part admirably. ~James Stokes Dickerson, letter to brother, 1842 October 13th

Four o'clock in the morning is the magical hour of the day.... Nothing is easier than to get up at four o'clock—the night before; but when morning comes, the point of view is changed, and all the arguments that arise in the mind are on the other side; sleep is the one thing desirable.... The secret is—a present interest. ~Olive Thorne Miller, "At Four O'clock in the Morning," A Bird-Lover in the West, 1894  [For example, a four o'clock party she inadvertently attracted by leaving shelled corn outside her window, being awakened by loud and excited blackbirds, blue jays, and doves. —tεᖇᖇ¡·g]

I suppose that we have all had moments of sudden illumination when it occurred to us that we had explained the Universe, and it was so easy for us that we wondered why we had not done it before.... In the light of our great thought chaos seemed rational. Such thoughts usually occur about four o'clock in the morning. Having explained the Universe, we relapse into satisfied slumber. When, a few hours later, we rise, we wonder what the explanation was. ~Samuel McChord Crothers, "Every Man's Natural Desire To Be Somebody Else," The Atlantic Monthly, November 1917

I tuck my dreams into the morning
      for safekeeping 'til tonight
and tell myself a daybreak story
      to shine my rising spirit bright
~Terri Guillemets, "A good day awaits," 2009

If you are going to soar with the eagles in the morning, you can't hoot with the owls all night. ~Author unknown, as quoted in Rewarding Moments: A Treasury of Prose and Poetry, compiled by William Arthur Ward, 1989

Early to bed and early to rise makes a man tired. ~Student at Brookside School, Long Island, 1966, completing the first part of the proverb as given by Candid Camera, CBS

In the instant of waking
the real world
with its blue lineaments and suntipped tapers
bursts through my window
like a glimpse of incredible Eden...
~William Pillin, "Good Morning!," 1959

The eastern sky's rhododactylic as all getout, and the avian population of Waldeck is calling for a pretty day! ~David J. Beard (1947–2016), tweet, 2009 March 16th

Not least, 't is ever my delight
To drink the early morning light;
To take the air upon my tongue
And taste it while the day is young...
~Philip Henry Savage (1868–1899), "Morning," Poems, 1898

You don't have to be an optimist to know that many a bright day hides in a morning mist. ~Robert Brault,

Trailing night's sand-sifted stars,
Rainbows sweep, as day unbars,
Fragrant essences of morn
Bathe humanity — new-born!
~Georgia Douglas Camp Johnson (1880–1966), "Dawn," The Heart of a Woman and Other Poems, 1918

What a benediction is this fragrance of the early morning! The vernal grass fills the whole atmosphere as with a shower of sweetness. ~Sarah Smiley

And this prime hour of fragrance is the hour so many miss upon beds of sloth, never half knowing what a beautiful, marvellous world is around them. Not all the long hours of day can possibly bring back again the charm and blessedness of this, either to the body or to the soul. ~Sarah Smiley

It is in the early morning hour that the unseen is seen, and that the far-off beauty and glory, vanquishing all their vagueness, move down upon us till they stand clear as crystal close over against the soul. ~Sarah Smiley

The plans that I made when horizontal are working out now that I'm vertical. ~Betsy Cañas Garmon, (2009 tweet, @wildthyme)

...the land was wrapped in preday silence. ~R. D. Lawrence (1921–2003), The North Runner, 1979

I love to walk against the yellow light,
The lemon-yellow of the first daylight...
And then to think of life is very sweet;
The shackles fall and drop about one's feet;
Till in the clear forgetfulness of morn
It seems the world and life are all complete.
'Tis good to be forgotten and forget;
To look upon the sun and so beget
A golden present, and a past that 's free,
A little time, of memory and regret...
~Philip Henry Savage (1868–1899)

I drank a pint of yeast one night, to make me rise early the next morning. ~J. Melville Janson, Encyclopedia of Comedy, 1895

Dawn turned on her purple pillow
And late, late came the winter day...
~Sara Teasdale, "A December Day"

Each morning begins with the triumph and celebration of waking to a new day and the blessing of being able to get out of bed. What better way to start the day than with success like that? ~Terri Guillemets

Before the sun was quite awake
I saw the darkness like a lake
Float away in a little stream
As swift and misty as a dream...
~Harry Behn (1898–1973), "Early," The Little Hill, 1949

It's a wonderful morning to be preoccupied by the meaninglessness of existence. ~Elementary, "The Eternity Injection," 2015, written by Craig Sweeny  [S3, E9, Sherlock Holmes to Joan Watson —tg]

Dawn came glassy-orange, stained from below by a gelatinous band of pale green. ~Annie Proulx, "Brokeback Mountain," 1997

Every dawn relights my soul. ~Terri Guillemets

The town was glad with morning light; places that had shown ugly and distrustful all night long, now wore a smile; and sparkling sunbeams dancing on chamber windows, and twinkling through blind and curtain before sleepers' eyes, shed light even into dreams, and chased away the shadows of the night. ~Charles Dickens

Dawn drowns the stars while still the city sleeps...~Edgar Fawcett, "At a Window," Songs of Doubt and Dream, 1891

Stuart was an early riser: he was almost always the first person up in the morning. He liked the feeling of being the first one stirring; he enjoyed the quiet rooms with the books standing still on the shelves, the pale light coming in through the windows, and the fresh smell of day. In wintertime it would be quite dark when he climbed from his bed... and he sometimes shivered with cold as he stood in his nightgown doing his exercises. ~E.B. White, Stuart Little, 1945

How beautiful, buoyant, and glad is morning! The first sunshine on the leaves: the first wind, laden with the first breath of the flowers—that deep sigh with which they seem to waken from sleep; the first dew, untouched even by the light foot of the early hare; the first chirping of the rousing birds, as if eager to begin song and flight; all is redolent of the strength given by rest, and the joy of conscious life. ~Letitia Elizabeth Landon, "Rebecca," The Book of Beauty: Comprising a Collection of Tales, Poems, &c., 1833

Dawn is the glow of opportunity, the light of a fresh start, the aurora of hope breaking open a new day. ~Terri Guillemets, "Every dawn," 2005

By dint of looking towards the window in the room filled with night, he saw the dawn the other side of the pane. It lighted up all of a sudden. It was pink, which meant it would be fine. ~Jean Giono (1895–1970), Regain, 1930, translated from the French by Henri Fluchè and Geoffrey Myers, Harvest, 1939

One key to success is to have lunch at the time of day most people have breakfast. ~Robert Brault,

Waking up this morning, I smile. Twenty-four brand new hours are before me. I vow to live fully in each moment and to look at all beings with eyes of compassion. ~Thich Nhat Hanh

The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you. Don't go back to sleep! ~Rumi: Night & Sleep, versions by Coleman Barks & Robert Bly, 1981

You rise early in the morning and go outdoors to make a before-breakfast circuit of the house and snuff the garden air ingrained with gold. But though you think yourself taking the day by the prime, it is already old to the birds. ~Christopher Morley, Inward Ho!, 1923

Dawn is opportunity opening the door to a new day. ~Terri Guillemets

Not the day only, but all things have their morning. ~French proverb

The morning crept out of a dark cloud like an unbidden guest uncertain of his welcome. ~W. Somerset Maugham, 1900

I wake to sunlight's morning caress and beautiful golden shine. ~Terri Guillemets

He would certainly have started earlier, but he wanted to avoid the moon, whom he could no more marry to the sun than he could their respective children to each other,—namely, night-thoughts and morning-thoughts. For when the morning-clouds envelop man in their dew, when the loving birds dart noisily through the gleaming mist, when the sun looms forth out of the hazy glow, then does man, quickened in spirit, press his foot more deeply into the earth, and cling with new ivy-twigs of life more firmly to his planet. ~Jean Paul Friedrich Richter, Hesperus, or Forty-Five Dog-Post-Days: A Biography, translated from German by Charles T. Brooks, 1865

Now the silver light of dawn
Slipping through the leaves that fleck
My one window, hurries on,
Throws its arms around my neck.
~Æ (George William Russell), "The Hermit," Homeward Songs by the Way, 1894

Most people are congenitally unable to smile before 9:00 — something about the cheek muscles. Most people have Do Not Disturb signs strung across their minds for at least one hour post-bed-partum. ~Ellen Goodman, Close to Home, 1979

Every morning was a cheerful invitation to make my life of equal simplicity, and I may say innocence, with Nature herself. I have been as sincere a worshipper of Aurora as the Greeks. I got up early and bathed in the pond; that was a religious exercise, and one of the best things which I did. They say that characters were engraven on the bathing tub of king Tching-thang to this effect: "Renew thyself completely each day; do it again, and again, and forever again." I can understand that. Morning brings back the heroic ages. ~Henry David Thoreau, Walden

"Life is too short," she panicked, "I want more." He nodded slowly, "Wake up earlier." ~Dr. SunWolf,

[L]et light
Rise from the chambers of the east, and bring
The honey'd dew that cometh on waking day.
O radiant morning...
~William Blake (1757-1827), "To Morning"

Well; keep good quarter and good care to-night:
The day shall not be up so soon as I,
To try the fair adventure of to-morrow.
~William Shakespeare, King John, c.1596  [V, 5, Lewis]

The morning, which is the most memorable season of the day, is the awakening hour. Then there is least somnolence in us; and for an hour, at least, some part of us awakes which slumbers all the rest of the day and night. ~Henry David Thoreau, Walden

The morning was a cup filled with mist and glamour. ~L. M. Montgomery, Anne of the Island, 1915

Late to rise and late to rest
Unfits a man to do his best.
~Arthur Guiterman, "Of Idlers," A Poet's Proverbs, 1924

Every morning is a beautiful morning. ~Terri Guillemets

Find peace in the morning rush and you will have a good day. ~Mike Dolan, @HawaiianLife, tweet, 2012

swirls of light
as morning blazed alive
the darkness left
~Terri Guillemets, "Dawn swirls to life," 2019, blackout poetry created from Maud Casey, The Man Who Walked Away, 2014, pages 220–221

When the morning breaks above us
And the wild sweet stars have fled,
By the faery hands that love us
Wakened you and I will tread...
~Æ (George William Russell), "The Golden Age," Homeward Songs by the Way, 1894

Little is to be expected of that day... to which we are not awakened by our Genius, but by the mechanical nudgings of some servitor, are not awakened by our own newly-acquired force and aspirations from within, accompanied by the undulations of celestial music, instead of factory bells... ~Henry David Thoreau, Walden

If I wake after it's already light out, I feel that the world has started without me — I slept right past the solitude. ~Terri Guillemets, "Early riser," 2007

Got up at cock-crow yesterday. It was 11 o'clock, but that was the bird's fault. ~Charles Searle, Look Here!, 1885

...those dulcet sounds in break of day
That creep into the dreaming...
~William Shakespeare, Merchant of Venice, c.1596  [III, 2, Portia]

Experience has decided that the early morning air is much more inspiring and vigorous than the evening. What is the law? Is not the atmosphere, like all other substances and tissues, spoiled of its energy by the action of light and heat? Does it not, like the vegetable and animal kingdom, require rest? After a night's rest it is recruited and young again. ~John Pulsford, Quiet Hours, 1859

I love the meadow in the dew
Of early day as dawn sifts through
The last gray strands of morning mist,
And wild flowers, softly kissed,
Turn their faces to the light,
And now the meadow glistens bright,
As nighttime's shapeless shadows flee
Into the shade of a linden tree.
~Robert Brault,

After a partial cessation of his sensuous life, the soul of man, or its organs, rather, are reinvigorated each day, and his Genius tries again what noble life it can make. ~Henry David Thoreau, Walden

I pull myself out from dreams and the night
through dawn's glowing entrance to morning.
~Terri Guillemets, "Out of bed and into morning," 2010

To him whose elastic and vigorous thought keeps pace with the sun, the day is a perpetual morning... Morning is when I am awake and there is a dawn in me... To be awake is to be alive. ~Henry David Thoreau, Walden

I love my pillow.
My alarm clock is beeping.
No, no, no, no, no.
~Kate Miller-Wilson, "Getting Up," 20 Funny Haiku Poems,, 2020

I like my coffee black and my mornings bright. ~Terri Guillemets

DAWN, n.  The time when men of reason go to bed. Certain old men prefer to rise at about that time, taking a cold bath and a long walk, with an empty stomach, and otherwise mortifying the flesh. They then point with pride to these practices as the cause of their sturdy health and ripe years; the truth being that they are hearty and old, not because of their habits, but in spite of them. The reason we find only robust persons doing this thing is that it has killed all the others who have tried it. ~Ambrose Bierce, The Cynic's Word Book, 1906

O Earth, O Earth, return!
Arise from out the dewy grass;
Night is worn;
And the morn
Rises from the slumbrous mass.
~William Blake (1757-1827), "Songs of Experience: Introduction"

I love the sweet aroma of dawn—
our daily opportunity
to smell untouched time,
to breathe in fresh hope...
each morning being, a new beginning.
~Terri Guillemets

The eye of the poet still loves to view
The earth in the light of morn;
When each object comes in its happiest hue,
When all looks pure, and unstain'd, and new...
Ere the air's first freshness is worn away...
Ere the sultry sun, in the glare of his pride
Hath dash'd all the dewy drops aside...
Ere man moves forth with his thoughts of care,
With his wearied step, and his selfish air,
And his ominous looks to cloud the scene,
Where brightness and beauty alone have been.
~Thomas Furlong, "Morning Meditations"

I try to start every morning with a mug of cheer and an over-easy attitude. ~Terri Guillemets

Early morning cheerfulness can be extremely obnoxious. ~William Feather

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