The morning itself, few inhabitants of cities know anything about. Among all our good people, not one in a thousand sees the sun rise once in a year. They know nothing of the morning. Their idea of it is that it is that part of the day which comes along after a cup of coffee and a piece of toast. With them, morning is not a new issuing of light, a new bursting forth of the sun, a new waking-up of all that has life from a sort of temporary death, to behold again the works of God, the heavens and the earth; it is only a part of the domestic day, belonging to reading newspapers, answering notes, sending the children to school, and giving orders for dinner. The first streak of light, the earliest purpling of the east, which the lark springs up to greet, and the deeper and deeper coloring into orange and red, till at length the “glorious sun is seen, regent of the day”—this they never enjoy, for they never see it. I never thought that Adam had much the advantage of us from having seen the world while it was new. The manifestations of the power of God, like his mercies, are “new every morning” and fresh every moment. We see as fine risings of the sun as ever Adam saw; and its risings are as much a miracle now as they were in his day—and, I think, a good deal more, because it is now a part of the miracle, that for thousands and thousands of years he has come to his appointed time, without the variation of a millionth part of a second. I know the morning—I am acquainted with it, and I love it. I love it fresh and sweet as it is—a daily new creation, breaking forth and calling all that have life and breath and being to a new adoration, new enjoyments, and new gratitude.
—Daniel Webster (1782–1852) American Statesman, Lawyer
In the morning will I direct my prayer unto thee.
—The Holy Bible Scripture in the Christian Faith
If people were meant to pop out of bed, we’d all sleep in toasters.
—Unknown
Sweet is the breath of morn; her rising sweet with charm of earliest birds.
—John Milton (1608–74) English Poet, Civil Servant, Scholar, Debater
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.
—Rabindranath Tagore (1861–1941) Bengali Poet, Polymath
Weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning.
—The Holy Bible Scripture in the Christian Faith
Each day the world is born anew for him who takes it rightly.
—James Russell Lowell (1819–91) American Poet, Critic
I was always an early riser. Happy the man who is! Every morning day comes to him with a virgin’s love, full of bloom and freshness. The youth of nature is contagious, like the gladness of a happy child.
—Edward Bulwer-Lytton, 1st Baron Lytton (1803–73) British Novelist, Poet, Politician
The sun has not caught me in bed in fifty years.
—Thomas Jefferson (1743–1826) American Head of State, Lawyer
The morning steals upon the night, melting the darkness.
—William Shakespeare (1564–1616) British Playwright
No matter how long the night is, the morning is sure to come.
—African Proverb
The silent hours steal on, and flaky darkness breaks within the east.
—William Shakespeare (1564–1616) British Playwright
Do not shorten the morning by getting up late; look upon it as the quintessence of life, and to a certain extent sacred.
—Arthur Schopenhauer (1788–1860) German Philosopher
Let the day have a blessed baptism by giving your first waking thoughts into the bosom of God.—The first hour of the morning is the rudder of the day.
—Henry Ward Beecher (1813–87) American Clergyman, Writer
Hold your head high, stick your chest out. You can make it. It gets dark sometimes, but morning comes. Keep hope alive.
—Jesse Jackson (b.1941) American Civil Rights Leader, Minister
The afternoon knows what the morning never suspected.
—Swedish Proverb
Spill not the morning (the quintessence of the day!) in recreations, for sleep is a recreation. Add not, therefore, sauce to sauce … Pastime, like wine, is poison in the morning. It is then good husbandry to sow the head, which hath lain fallow all night, with some serious work.
—Thomas Fuller (1608–61) English Cleric, Historian
Last night I made a thousand plans, but this morning I went my old way.
—Chinese Proverb
Let your sleep be necessary and healthful, not idle and expensive of time beyond the needs and conveniences of nature; and sometimes be curious to see the preparation the sun makes when he is coming forth from his chambers in the east.
—Jeremy Taylor
Salvation of the Dawn
Look to this day,
For it is life,
The very life of life.
In its brief course lie all the truths
And realities of your existence;
The bliss of growth
The glory of action, and
The splendor of beauty;
For yesterday is but a dream
And tomorrow is only a vision,
But today well lived makes
Every yesterday a dream of happiness
And every tomorrow a vision of hope.
Look well, therefore, to this day.
Such is the salvation of the dawn.
—The Bhagavad Gita Hindu Scripture
Be pleasant until ten o’clock in the morning and the rest of the day will take care of itself.
—Elbert Hubbard (1856–1915) American Writer, Publisher, Artist, Philosopher
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 mom.
—Friedrich Schiller (1759–1805) German Poet, Dramatist
Red sky at night, sailor’s delight. Red sky at morning, sailors take warning.
—Common Proverb
The morning hour has gold in its mouth.
—German Proverb
Beware of desp’rate steps; the darkest day lived till tomorrow will have pass’d away.
—William Cowper (1731–1800) English Anglican Poet, Hymn writer
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.
—Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803–82) American Philosopher
We are new every day.
—Irene Claremont de Castillejo (1885–1967) British Psychoanalyst
A misty morning does not signify a cloudy day.
—Common Proverb
I awoke one morning and found myself famous.
—Lord Byron (George Gordon Byron) (1788–1824) English Romantic Poet
Nor is a day lived, if the dawn is left out of it, with the prospects it opens.
—Amos Bronson Alcott (1799–1888) American Teacher, Writer, Philosopher
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