morning

In the beauty of the mornings we forget about the night; in the beauty of the night we forget about the mornings! When you meet the beauty, you drop anchor in the present time and all other times disappear from your mind!

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

Morning drew on apace. The air became more sharp and piercing, as its first dull hue: the death of night, rather than the birth of day: glimmered faintly in the sky. The objects which had looked dim and terrible in the darkness, grew more and more defined, and gradually resolved into their familiar shapes. The rain came down, thick and fast; and pattered, noisily, among the leafless bushes.

Don't make me kill you at this hour in the morning Jimmy. It's not civilized.

And what if the other kids laugh at me?_ Kerry complained to her parents as she nibbled on a piece of toast that morning. __ have a Cape Breton accent! They__l know I__ from Canada and they__l start asking me if I lived in an igloo or ate maple syrup, bacon and seal meat every day!___ou__e really overreacting,_ Susan chuckled, sipping on a glass of orange juice. __anada is a lot like the States and the only thing separating both countries is an imaginary boarder! If anyone laughs at you, tell them it doesn__ snow year-round, you got free health care while you were there and that you never rode a polar bear to school. Besides, do you know how many popular movies and TV shows from the States were filmed in Canada?___t__ not just the Canada stuff mom,_ Kerry sighed worriedly. ____ from Dym, it__ an industrial dump!___eah, and have you looked at Pittsburgh lately?_ Susan asked. __ull of coal mines and steel mills, just like Sydney was when we lived there! I actually rather came to like the pollution, I don__ think I__ ever want to leave it.

In the morning, wonder and be generous like the sun. In the evening, meditate and be kind like the moon.

Morning, Bill,' said Lord Tidmouth agreeably.'Go to hell!' said Bill.'Right-ho,' said his lordship.

In the early morning on the lake sitting in the stern of the boat with his father rowing, he felt quite sure that he would never die.

Life kisses our faces every morning. Yet, between morning and evening, she laughs at our sorrows.

He left that morning, the last words still echoing in my head, and though he said he__ come back one day I know a broken promise from a right one for I have used them myself and there is no coming back. Minds like ours are can__ be tamed and the price for freedom is the price we pay.

One cold shower in morning, is a great and unexpected from you.

The sun was up, the room already too warm. Light filtered in through the net curtains, hanging suspended in the air, sediment in a pond. My head felt like a sack of pulp. Still in my nightgown, damp from some fright I'd pushed aside like foliage, I pulled myself up and out of my tangled bed, then forced myself through the usual dawn rituals - the ceremonies we perform to make ourselves look sane and acceptable to other people. The hair must be smoothed down after whatever apparitions have made it stand on end during the night, the expression of staring disbelief washed from the eyes. The teeth brushed, such as they are. God knows what bones I'd been gnawing in my sleep.

Sometimes, I think, that in the mornings when you first wake up, every thing that happened in the previous day rushes through our mind so fast, we, A: Don't realize it. B: Become more tired, die a little inside, and become groggy. Since everyday, we die a little inside we age closer and closer to death. We constantly grow older, and we're constantly dying. Therefore, don't wake me up early, or I'll take it that you wanted to kill me.

Well, I suggest you sleep on it," said Aunt Zelda sensibly. "Things always look better in the morning.

Seven a.m. on the first day of summer vacation was, to her mind, a dangerous time to be awake. Even God had to be sleeping in.

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 walked along the shore in the morning light, the winds have slept in the arms of dawn after crying all night.

We need to know that a dark night is always followed by a nice morning