mornings

Oft when the white still dawn lifted the skies and pushed the hills apart I have felt it like a glory in my heart.

God had infinite time to give us.... He cut it up into a near succession of new mornings and with each therefore a new idea new inventions and new applications.

No matter how big or soft or warm your bed is you still have to get out of it.

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

For the mind disturbed the still beauty of dawn is nature's finest balm.

Have hope. Though clouds environs now And gladness hides her face in scorn Put thou the shadow from thy brow- No night but hath its morn.

Do not say "It is morning " and dismiss it with a name of yesterday. See it for the first time as a newborn child that has no name.

The morning has gold in its mouth.

Even if a farmer intends to loaf he gets up in time to get an early start.

Hold your head high stick your chest out. You can make it. It gets dark sometimes but morning comes. ... Keep hope alive.

For what human ill does not dawn seem to be an alleviation?

It was only a sunny smile And little it cost in the giving. But like morning light it scattered the night And made the day worth living.

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.

It is a common experience that a problem difficult at night is resolved in the morning after the committee of sleep has worked on it.

Have patience with all things but chiefly have patience with yourself. Do not lose courage in considering your own imperfections but instantly set about remedying them-every day begin the task anew.

Weeping may endure for a night but joy cometh in the morning.

Mornings are like almost clean slates. I say almost clean because the residue of yesterdays is sometimes stuck on them.

All night my heart makes its wayhowever it can over the rough groundof uncertainties, but only until nightmeets and then is overwhelmed bymorning, the light deepening, thewind easing and just waiting, as Itoo wait (and when have I ever beendisappointed?) for redbird to sing