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. For instance, if you wake up to the sound of twittering birds, and find yourself in an enormous canopy bed, with a butler standing next to you holding a breakfast of freshly made muffins and hand-squeezed orange juice on a silver tray, you will know that your day will be a splendid one. If you wake up to the sound of church bells, and find yourself in a fairly big regular bed, with a butler standing next to you holding a breakfast of hot tea and toast on a plate, you will know that your day will be O.K. And if you wake up to the sound of somebody banging two metal pots together, and find yourself in a small bunk bed, with a nasty foreman standing in the doorway holding no breakfast at all, you will know that your day will be horrid.

You called me at four thirty-four....I hate four thirty-four. I think four thirty-four should be banned and replaced with something more reasonable, like, say, nine twelve.

A happy man eagerly awaits the rising of the sun.

New morning, new moment of miracles.

Our mornings were never "rise and shine." They were "rise and fight." They were loud and ravaging. They were heavy and unnerving, like the after-math of a war, with unresolved territorial disputes. They were never serene, but they were beautiful. More beautiful than the smile you wear when you step out of the shower, more tempting than the sight of you brewing coffee from across the kitchen bar, more promising than a glorious victory, bigger than all our tumultuous past. Bigger than you. Bigger than I.

The war going on within you is a reflection of every war that has ever taken place… past, present, and future. Each individual is a Spiritual Warrior and there is only one demon you must conquer…your SELF. You are the devil and you are the savior. You are a human with free will, and every morning you wake up and you make a choice.

This morning do something different: When you wake up in the morning, wake your forgotten and forsaken dreams up as well, wake them up like an insisting rooster!

I left the warehouse at 8.00am. I don't believe in 8.00am. It exists, though. 8.00am is incontrovertible evidence that evil dwells in the world.

I do not encourage early morning chirpiness, even in those whom I know and love. It is generally a sign of a sloppy mind, and is not to be encouraged.

A person who has not done one half his day's work by ten o'clock, runs a chance of leaving the other half undone.

I once met a woman who'd been in therapy... and it seemed like the big thing she'd learned was to ignore everything she thought in the first hour of the day. That's when the negative stuff will try to bring you down, she said, and she was right about that but not much else. You come back from the night with your head and your soul empty, and bad things try to fill you up. There's a lot to get exercised about, if you let it. But if you've got a task, something to fill your head and move your limbs, by the time you've finished it the day has begun ands you're onto the next thing. You're over the hump, like I said.

MORNINGTIDEThe wonderful works of morningtidebring the sight of luminous whiteness,a breathing whimsyamong wind-tossed sprigs of green.

The alarm in the morning? Well, I have an old tape of Carlo Maria Giulini conducting the Vienna Philharmonic Orchestra in a perfectly transcendent version in Shubert's seventh symphony. And I've rigged it up so that at exactly 7:30 every morning it falls from the ceiling onto my face.

You wake up and feel a sudden sadness that you never felt before. You try to find a reason behind it but you cannot. You think coffee might change the feeling. So you make yourself a hot cup of coffee and put on the music player. Do you feel better now?

When reality and your dreams collide, typically it’s just your alarm clock going off.

The human body when kept in an indoor environment of low lux light will not realize that it is daytime, as it cannot sense the increasing levels of daylight that the genetics are accustomed to. As such, by late morning your body may start sending a signal for you to sleep!

Every day, I want to sleep in your arms and wake up by your side in the mornings.

Sad, slow music in the small hours of the morning isn't just sad and slow music. It's a narration. And through the myriad of morning dew, we are the twinkling stars that fade with the rising sun.

You can walk in a dream while you are awake: Just walk in the misty morning of a forest!

Night is the time to dream and morning is the time to actualize them!

There are as many worlds as there are kinds of days, and as an opal changes its colors and its fire to match the nature of a day, so do I.

Every morning is a revolution against the darkness!

Coffee makes us severe, and grave and philosophical.

In the morning stillness, when the world is just waking up and your conscious mind hasn't fully taken over, you may feel a connection or passageway to another world, and a feeling that something is about to happen in yours. It's like a quiet storm is coming. You can feel the distant rumble of thunder on the horizon, yet you have no idea of the deluge your life is about to experience.

This morning I woke up before the alarm clock went off and the sky outside was a big red ocean. You're beautiful when you're sleeping so I spent an hour observing the way you breathe. Inhale, exhale, without a thought of tomorrow. The window was open and the air was so crisp and I couldn't imagine how to ever ask for more than this.

...if it weren't for you, mornings wouldn't be so comforting - slippers wouldn't scrape through the rooms of my heart...

Afternoons are hard. Mornings are pure evil from the pits of hell, which is why I don't do them anymore.

Be honest with yourself; set the alarm for the time the Real You will get up, not the Ambitious You, because the Ambitious You doesn't really exist.

Today I am amused, and I haven't seen anyone yet.

People observe the colors of a day at its beginnings and ends, but to me it's quiet clear that a day merges through a multitude of shades and intonations, with each passing moment.

We got up at 6am to go to school for a few years and we found it so challenging. Some people in our country have woken up at 6am every single morning for decades now so that this nation can wake up and see great mornings. I salute all those wonderful super humans who are inspiring a better tomorrow. Thank you, Teachers!

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!

I'll share my life with you. But, not my doughnuts.

Waking up, for many people, is apparently a positive experience. There are twittering birds and the smell of fresh coffee fills the air.These people do not live at my house.

I hate early mornings.But I love waking up with you.

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

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

There never was night that had no morn.

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

Sadness flies on the wings of the morning and out of the heart of darkness comes the light.

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

Beware of desp'rate steps the darkest day lived till tomorrow will have pass'd away.

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.

Snow endures but for a season and joy comes with the morning.

The morning is wiser than the evening.

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

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

Each day the world is born anew for him who takes it rightly.

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.

We sail at sunrise daily "outward bound."

Always begin anew with the day just as nature does. It is one of the sensible things that nature does.

With each sunrise we start anew.

Relying on God has to begin all over again every day as if nothing had yet been done.

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.

Each day is a little life every waking and rising a little birth every fresh morning a little youth every going to rest and sleep a little death.

I love the challenge of starting at zero every day and seeing how much I can accomplish.

Whether one is twenty forty or sixty whether one has succeeded failed or just muddled along whether yesterday was full of sun or storm or one of those dull days with no weather at all life begins each morning! ... Each morning is the open door to a new world-new vistas new aims new tryings.

To be seeing the world made new every morning as if it were the morning of the first day and then to make the most of it for the individual soul as if each were the last day is the daily curriculum of the mind's desire.

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.

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.

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.

Do not shorten the morning by getting up late look upon it as the quintessence of life and to a certain extent sacred.

Let us then be up and doing with a heart for any fate.

Clay lies still but blood's a rover Breath's a ware that will not keep. Up lad: when the journey's over There'll be time enough to sleep.

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

Wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving.

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.

I get up and I bless the light thin clouds and the first twittering of birds and the breathing air and smiling face of the hills.

If God adds another day to our life let us receive it gladly.

Here we stand between two eternities of darkness. What are we to do with this glory while it is still ours?

You should always know when you're shifting gears in life. You should leave your era it should never leave you.

The first thing each morning and the last thing each night suggest to yourself specific ideas that you wish to embody in your character and personality. Address such suggestions to yourself silently or aloud until they are deeply impressed upon your mind.

Everyday ask yourself the question "Do I want to experience Peace of Mind or do I want to experience Conflict ?"

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.

To get up each morning with the resolve to be happy ... is to set our own conditions to the events of each day. To do this is to condition circumstances instead of being conditioned by them.

Today is a new day. You will get out of it just what you put into it. ... If you have made mistakes even serious mistakes there is always another chance for you. And supposing you have tried and failed again and again you may have a fresh start any moment you choose for this thing that we call "failure" is not the falling down but the staying down.

When you rise in the morning form a resolution to make the day a happy one for a fellow creature.

As soon as you open your eyes in the morning you can square away for a happy and successful day. It's the mood and the purpose at the inception of each day that are the important facts in charting your course for the day. We can always square away for a fresh start no matter what the past has been.

This is the beginning of a new day. God has given me this day to use as I will. I can waste it or use it for good but what I do today is important because I am exchanging a day of my life for it! When tomorrow comes this day will be gone forever leaving in its place something that I have traded for it. I want it to be gain and not loss good and not evil success and not failure in order that I shall not regret the price I have paid for it.

I think in terms of the day's resolutions not the year's.

Every new day begins with possibilities. It's up to us to fill it with the things that move us toward progress and peace.

Here hath been dawning another blue day: think wilt thou let it slip useless away?

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

Today a thousand doors of enterprise are open to you inviting you to useful work. To live at this time is an inestimable privilege and a sacred obligation devolves upon you to make right use of your opportunities. Today is the day in which to attempt and achieve something worthwhile.

He who every morning plans the transactions of the day and follows that plan carries thread that will guide him through the labyrinth of the most busy life.

Never be afraid to sit awhile and think.

Only the thinking man lives his life the thoughtless man's life passes him by.

Only that day dawns to which we are awake.

The day returns and brings us the petty round of irritating concerns and duties. Help us to play the man help us to perform them with laughter and kind faces let cheerfulness abound with industry. Give us to go blithely on our business all this day bring us to our resting beds weary and content and undishonored and grant us in the end the gift of sleep.

A day dawns quite like other days in it a single hour comes quite like other hours but in that day and in that hour the chance of a lifetime faces us.

One never knows what each day is going to bring. The important thing is to be open and ready for it.

The sun is new each day.

Someday the sun is going to shine down on me in some faraway place.

With every rising of the sun think of your life as just begun.

I feel very happy to see the sun come up every day. I feel happy to be around. ... I like to take this day- any day-and go to town with it.

Each golden sunrise ushers in new opportunities for those who retain faith in themselves and keep their chins up.... Meet the sunrise with confidence. Fill every golden minute with right thinking and worthwhile endeavor. Do this and there will be joy for you in each golden sunset.

What humbugs we are who pretend to live for Beauty and never see the Dawn!

Sunrise: day's great progenitor.

Put yourself in competition with yourself each day. Each morning look back upon your work of yesterday and then try to beat it.

The morning has gold in its mouth.

Do you know what the greatest test is? Do you still get excited about what you do when you get up in the morning?

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

Sometimes I have believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast.

The mind is found most acute and most uneasy in the morning. Uneasiness is indeed a species of sagacity-a passive sagacity. Fools are never uneasy.

Day's sweetest moments are at dawn.

Out of the scabbard of the night By God's hand drawn Flashes his shining sword of light And lo the dawn!

The weariest night the longest day sooner or later must perforce come to an end.

Each day is a new life. Seize it. Live it.

I have always been delighted at the prospect of a new day a fresh try one more start with perhaps a bit of magic waiting somewhere behind the morning.

We are new every day.

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

He'd jolt up in bed every morning sit quietly for a moment and you could feel those wheels spinning in his mind as he planned his day. Then he'd hit the floor almost on the run.

I'm a most lucky and thankful woman. Lucky and thankful for each morning I wake up. For three wonderful daughters and one son. For an understanding and very loving husband with whom I've shared fifty-two blessed years all in good health.

Your morning thoughts may determine your conduct for the day. Optimistic thoughts will make your day bright and productive while pessimistic thinking will make it dull and wasteful. Face each day cheerfully smilingly and courageously and it will naturally follow that your work will be a real pleasure and progress will be a delightful accomplishment.

Get out of bed forcing a smile. You may not smile because you are cheerful but if you will force yourself to smile you'll... be cheerful because you smile. Repeated experiments prove that when man assumes the facial expression of a given mental mood any given mood then that mental mood itself will follow.

A man without a plan for the day is lost before he starts.

My credo is etched on my mirror in my bathroom and I see it when I brush my teeth in the morning. It says "Don't worry Be Happy Feel Good." When you see that first thing and you reflect on it the rest of the day seems to glide by pretty well.

Great opportunities come to all but many do not know they have met them. The only preparation to take advantage of them is ... to watch what each day brings.

There will be something anguish or elation that is peculiar to this day alone. I rise from sleep and say: Hail to the morning! Come down to me my beautiful unknown.

Look to the East where up the lucid sky The morning climbs! The day shall yet be fair.

Today a new sun rises for me everything lives everything is animated everything seems to speak to me of my passion everything invites me to cherish it.