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I returned to the courtyard and saw that the sun had grown weaker. Beautiful and clear as it had been, the morning (as the day approached the completion of its first half) was becoming damp and misty. Heavy clouds moved from the north and were invading the top of the mountain, covering it with a light brume. It seemed to be fog, and perhaps fog was also rising from the ground, but at that altitude it was difficult to distinguish the mists that rose from below and those that come down from above. It was becoming hard to discern the bulk of the more distant buildings.
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It ain't as bad as you think. It will look better in the morning.
Early morning cheerfulness can be extremely obnoxious.
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When I wake up in the morning, I feel just like any other insecure 24-year-old girl.
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This morning when I put on my underwear I could hear the fruit-of-the-loom guys laughing at me.
I never really look for anything. What God throws my way comes. I wake up in the morning and whichever way God turns my feet, I go.
Good Morning!
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It was morning distilled, the sun rising on a quiet world, a mute witness. To Liz, it was both the oldest miraculous event, and the newest. This one belonged to her, and she to it.
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Within this raindrop there must be a heart- a heart that weeps the pain of longing. I have her in my palm where the silvery rays of the morn reflect the beauty of the whole cosmos and I kiss her with all my yearning!
Hyacinth said that it was a gift to greet a new day, and that you needed to meet it in a way that showed how grateful you were to have your life spared. Phaedra wasn't sure what Hyacinth meant, exactly, but she did like the routines and rituals they had, the way they made a kind of container so her mind could wander to the things she thought and felt and dreamed about.
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I awoke on the fifth morning with a brightness of anticipation that seemed to challenge fate.
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Life is beautiful one day, one hour and one minute will not come again…
In life, every hour, minute and seconds counts. Once it passed by it will never come back again.
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Learn from yesterday, live for today, hope for tomorrow
To have a better life, you must learn from the past, apply what you learned and hope for a better tomorrow.
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Chip up, sweetie. You’re beautiful!
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GOOD MORNING means…
GOOD MORNING!!:)) This good morning message means: Good Morning!
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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.
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Some mornings, it's just not worth chewing through the leather straps.
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Good morning is a contradiction of terms.
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I'm a very early riser, and I don't like to miss that beautiful early morning light.
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I write for a radio show that, no matter what, will go on the air Saturday at five o'clock central time. You learn to write toward that deadline, to let the adrenaline pick you up on Friday morning and carry you through, to cook up a monologue about Lake Wobegon and get to the theater on time.
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Every morning, my dad would have me looking in the mirror and repeat, 'Today is going to be a great day; I can, and I will.
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One of my most vivid memories of the mid-1950s is of crying into a washbasin full of soapy grey baby clothes - there were no washing machines - while my handsome and adored husband was off playing football in the park on Sunday morning with all the delightful young men who had been friends to both of us at Cambridge three years earlier.
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I'm not an early bird at all. Ideally, on Saturday morning I'd allow myself a lovely lie-in. 10:45 would be just right.
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Do you know how many calories are in butter and cheese and ice cream? Would you get your dog up in the morning for a cup of coffee and a donut?
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I listen to AM radio in the AM, and AM radio for an AM audience in my PM (though it comes from the other side of the world). It’s all morning all the time for me. Sometimes I even listen to FM in the AM, but never FM and AM in the AM or PM.
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I tried to wear my shirt while it was still on the hanger. That’s just the kind of morning person I am with no coffee.
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The morning came pouring down on my night, but luckily I was able to convert my erection into an umbrella.
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You will never have this day again so make it count!
Every day is a new day. Don’t live in the past. Enjoy the now and make it count
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Rise up, start fresh see the bright opportunity in each day
Rise up because every day God always give us something new.
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Smile at strangers, slow down, say thank you, laugh and give compliments today.
When you are good to others you will receive it back. When you feel good about yourself you will shine in other people’s eyes. Give and don’t expect anything back. You will be astonished.
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I slept with faith and found a corpse in my arms on awakening; I drank and danced all night with doubt and found her a virgin in the morning.
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I actually think the whole concept of retirement is a bit stupid, so yes, I do want to do something else. There is this strange thing that just because chronologically on a Friday night you have reached a certain age... with all that experience, how can it be that on a Monday morning, you are useless?
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When I wake up on a Sunday morning with a slight hangover, in the gym with no makeup on, that's who Natalie Dormer really is. The girl next door who gets a spot on her forehead occasionally.
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If you're the village blacksmith and a model T comes along, you better become a mechanic. People's lives are better when they get news online versus having to wait for the morning paper. It's a lot more efficient, a lot more real time, a lot less waste.
One morning I shot an elephant in my pajamas. How he got into my pajamas I'll never know.
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Burning desire to be or do something gives us staying power - a reason to get up every morning or to pick ourselves up and start in again after a disappointment.
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Every morning I jump out of bed and step on a landmine. The landmine is me. After the explosion, I spent the rest of the day putting the pieces together.
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