Top 506 Misty Mornings Quotes & Sayings - Page 3

Swiftly walk o'er the western wave, Spirit of Night! Out of the misty eastern cave, Where, all the long and lone daylight, Thou wovest dreams of joyand fear, Which make thee terrible and dear, Swift be thy flight!

In the mornings, I usually have four eggs, five pieces of bacon, some toast, and two protein shakes.

I woke up many mornings not knowing what I'd done the night before. I'm amazed I'm not dead.

I don't own a blow-dryer - I don't know how to use it. Most mornings, I walk to work with my hair wet.

I'm not a big breakfast person, but I try to eat a little something on the mornings I'm going to work out.

Fire is a fragile lover, court her well, neglect her not; her faith is like a misty smoke, her anger is destructive hot.

My ideal job? Landlord of a bordello! The company's good and the mornings are quiet, which is the best time to write.

I always bring a post-workout protein shake with me and some cereal for the mornings.

Father John Misty is rebelling not against repression or foolishness but the ephemeral nature of mankind. He seeks permanence in a fleeting age, and he does not find it because the one place he could find an answer, he considers closed off: a locked door.

Not being categorized is like keeping your mouth shut. Categorization is linguistic, people trying to understand each other. Words are misty, language is a fog. I want to be in as many boxes as possible, describe myself as thickly as possible.

I do yoga most mornings first thing when I have a little bit of time to myself, before the kids get up.

All I get to hear in the mornings are loud screams of my babies. It's such a chaos but a new joy of life.

When I was a child, on Sunday mornings the family would assemble around the blue-leather-covered gramophone to listen to records.

On Sunday mornings, as the dawn burned into day, swarms of gulls descended on the uncollected trash, hovering and dropping in the cold clear light.

How you wake up each day and your morning routine (or lack thereof) dramatically affects your levels of success in every single area of your life. Focused, productive, successful mornings generate focused, productive, successful days - which inevitably create a successful life - in the same way that unfocused, unproductive, and mediocre mornings generate unfocused, unproductive, and mediocre days, and ultimately a mediocre quality of life. By simply changing the way you wake up in the morning, you can transform any area of your life, faster than you ever thought possible.

Three mornings a week, I exercise before eating - it's called 'fasted cardio' - to burn fat.

Musicians can run this state better than politicians. We won't get a lot done in the mornings, but we'll work late and be honest.

In the mornings, I use a good moisturiser and a colouring lip balm. In the evenings, though, I like to go a little glam.

I think that physics is about escaping the prison of the received thoughts and searching for novel ways of thinking the world, about trying to clear a bit the misty lake of insubstantial dreams, which reflect reality like the lake reflects the mountains.

Although the French were very friendly and helpful. On one location we were to film at the top of the Eiffel Tower but we couldn't, as it was so misty with four inches of snow on the ground. We couldn't see a thing but we finally got it done.

I train hard Monday to Friday. I'll do weights and cardio in the gym most mornings and do a spinning class, too.

I have a lot of friends who get up most mornings and go to jobs they absolutely hate. I don't think that's what life is about and I'm so fortunate that I actually love what I do.

It was like a church in there as only the truly lost sit in bars on Tuesday mornings at 8:00 a.m.

Friday and Saturday nights have a funny way of revealing what we really believe on Sunday mornings.

The first thing I think about when I wake up most mornings is the fact that I’m tired.

I have been happy, though in a dream. I have been happy-and I love the theme: Dreams! in their vivid colouring of life As in that fleeting, shadowy, misty strife

I wake up 5 a.m. some mornings and hear the planes coming in at National Airport and I think they are bombing me.

I don't own a blowdryer - I don't know how to use it. Most mornings, I walk to work with my hair wet.

If I'm doing press, I usually try and train in the mornings. I find if I don't, and I leave it, I get tired throughout the day.

Usually for cartoons, I record them in the mornings from 9 A.M. to noon, then I have the rest of the day to do on camera. It actually gives me time to work on my own projects.

Because I can’t live without Della. I don’t want to. She’s the reason I get up in the mornings - Woods

Mornings are mysteries; the first world's youth, Man's resurrection, and the future's bud Shroud in their births.

I grew up writing about the paranormal, and I blame too many Saturday mornings watching Scooby Doo.

Rising from the dead? Glowing at sunrise? What did that make him, the god of cheerful mornings and macabre surprises?

I lived in the first century of world wars. Most mornings I would be more or less insane.

I thought about the days i had handed over to a bottle..the nights i can't remember..the mornings i slept thru..all the time spent running from myself.

If I'm in a hurry, I will have the South Beach Ricotta Muffins. Some mornings, I'll just have turkey bacon and scrambled eggs.

I suffer mornings most of all I feel so powerless and small By ten o'clock I'm back in bed Fighting the jury in my head

I hate morning workout; I'm a night person more. But it's good to work out in the mornings because then you can have all day free.

I'll watch CNN in the mornings to catch up on what's going on. On the weekends, I get the Sunday edition of 'The New York Times.'

My mum and dad have always enjoyed life, and it's something that's been instilled in me. I wake up in a good mood most mornings.

We can't have iPads until after 7 p.m. Otherwise the entire day is, "iPad time? What about now?" It makes me crazy. And no TV on weekend mornings.

I'm not going to lie: I'm awful at mornings. Once I'm awake, it still takes me half an hour to actually get out of bed.

In this world men struggle and suffer vainly, finding pleasure only in the bright madness of battle; dying, their souls enter a gray misty realm of clouds and icy winds, to wander cheerlessly throughout eternity.

I was in a Led Zeppelin cover band in high school, and my highlight was playing "Misty Mountain Hop" at a coffee house in Wayne, Pennsylvania. I wasn't allowed to play any instruments; I could only be the singer because I was a girl.

I try to write in the mornings, as soon as I'm up and caffeinated, and to stay in the chair as long as I can be productive.

It's embarrassing that we all just walk through life blindly accepting that scrambled eggs are fundamentally associated with mornings.

I work mornings only. I go out to lunch. Afternoons I play with the baby, walk with my husband, or shovel mail.

I'll tell them that on bad mornings, it feels impossible to take pleasure in anything because I'm afraid it could be taken away.

I loved listening to music around the house with my mom on Saturday mornings when we would clean up.

In my junior year, I studied geology on Saturday mornings at the Museum of Natural History. Mineralogy has always been a major interest.

I grew up writing about the paranormal, and I blame too many Saturday mornings watching 'Scooby Doo.'

Sometimes we spend 20 minutes just watching Carol Vorderman brush her hair in the mornings.

It was dark and misty for 2 weeks, and I didn't come up with a thing. Suddenly the sun shone and it was, 'Wow, look at those beautiful Alps.' I wrote 'Mr. Blue Sky' and 13 other songs in the next two weeks.

I write in the mornings, in the bright daylight. But I get most of my good ideas after the sun has gone down and the dark is on the land.

I lose things. I am preoccupied. I am misty. Eyeglasses? I go through eyeglasses like tissue.

The greenish sky glows up in misty reds, The purple shadows turn to brick and stone,The dreams wear thin, men turn upon their beds, And hear the milk-cart jangle by alone.

There's a new Mozart, a new Miles Davis, a new Misty Copeland, a new Matisse potentially languishing in a math class somewhere. If we fail to introduce them to art, we fail humanity.

Mornings and afternoons are my family time and I'm lucky that I can drop the kids off at school, I don't have to be at the office or anything.

There's been a lot of coming home in the early mornings after funny nights out, having bizarre sandwiches in bed.