Top 1200 Morning Dew Quotes & Sayings - Page 14

The morning pouring everywhere, its golden glory on the air.

Prodigious was the amount of life I lived that morning.

I had a monumental idea this morning, but I didn't like it.

Because of the conflicts and challenges we face in today’s world, I wish to suggest a single choice—a choice of peace and protection and a choice that is appropriate for all. That choice is faith. Be aware that faith is not a free gift given without thought, desire, or effort. It does not come as the dew falls from heaven. The Savior said, “Come unto me” (Matthew 11:28) and “Knock, and it shall be [given] you” (Matthew 7:7). These are action verbs—come, knock. They are choices. So I say, choose faith.

Know this: you can start over, each morning.

It's morning, and again I am that lucky person who is in it.

My 13-year-old daughter leaves the house at 7:15 every morning and takes a smelly city bus to school way uptown. It's like 8 degrees out, and it's dark and she's got this morning face and I send her out there to take a bus. Meanwhile, my driver is sitting in a toasty Mercedes that's going to take me to work once both kids are gone. I could send her in the Mercedes and then have it come back to get me, but I can't have my kid doing that. I can't do that to her. Me? I earned that f—ing Mercedes. You better f—ing believe it.

Confidence, the sexiest thing I put on in the morning.

Good morning starshine the earth says hello.

You can't set a hen in one morning and have chicken salad for lunch.

I love doing my morning show with Bill Hemmer.

When I wake up in the morning, I just go.

Second star to the right and straight on 'til morning.

I'm just tryin to be somebody I can talk to in the morning with a smile.

Hesperus bringing together All that the morning star scattered.

It was a short one-paragraph item in the morning edition.

When I woke up this morning, I found I'd turned into my mother.

On the whole I woke up in the morning and was happy to be alive.

Every morning I wake up with a purpose and a smirk

I don't feel awake in the morning unless I've showered.

The weather behaved itself. In the spring, the little flowers came out obediently in the meads, and the dew sparkled, and the birds sang. In the summer it was beautifully hot for no less than four months, and, if it did rain just enough for agricultural purposes, they managed to arrange it so that it rained while you were in bed. In the autumn the leaves flamed and rattled before the west winds, tempering their sad adieu with glory. And in the winter, which was confined by statute to two months, the snow lay evenly, three feet thick, but never turned into slush.

I exercise six days a week for one hour in the morning.

I spend almost every morning with mail.

I should be writing a poem every morning but I'm not.

I always do my firing in the morning because that's when I'm fresh.

Morning is the best time to see movies.

Imagine you had a bank that each morning credited your account with $1,440 - with one condition: whatever part of the $1,440 you failed to use during the day would be erased from your account, and no balance would be carried over. What would you do? You'd draw out every cent every day and use it to your best advantage. Well, you do have such a bank, and its name is time. Every morning, this bank credits you with 1,440 minutes. And it writes off as forever lost whatever portion you have failed to invest to good purpose.

Be willing to be a beginner every single morning.

I wake up at 4 or 5 in the morning every day.

There's that moment every morning when you look in the mirror: Are you committed, or are you not?

Whatever you do, think of next morning's headlines.

What inspires you, what excites you when you wake up in the morning?

I'm obsessed with radio. It's a good start to Sunday morning.

Sweet moonlight, shining full and clear, Why do you light my torture here? How often have you seen me toil, Burning last drops of midnight oil. On books and papers as I read, My friend, your mournful light you shed. If only I could flee this den And walk the mountain-tops again, Through moonlit meadows make my way, In mountain caves with spirits play - Released from learning's musty cell, Your healing dew would make me well!

The morning Sunne never lasts a day.

Boredom is simply romanticism with a morning-after thirst.

Every morning I wake up with new ideas.

[On old age:] You wake up one morning and you got it.

In a pleasant spring morning all men's sins are forgiven.

We awoke one morning in September, and the world lurched on its axis.

I thought you couldn't make it here until morning," I said. "I hurried.

I normally do a workout in the morning so I have the rest of my day to do what I want.

Send a bouquet of your face with the morning breeze.

I look like a turnip with hair in the morning!

Life is short and love is over in the morning.

Early morning does not mince words.

People are most shocked and most in disbelief that I go to the office every day. I have a job. When I'm not acting on a movie, I go to work, first thing in the morning. I'm at work at 8 o'clock in the morning, and I get home from work at 7 o'clock at night. I treat my job like a job, and I work at it. I think people would probably be most surprised, if I ever calculated up the number of hours I work on an average week and published that. If it was ever documented, I think people would be shocked to find out.

I went to electric razors so I would not have to look at myself in the morning.

Good manners are very important, particularly in the morning.

I love the smell of juice boxes in the morning.

A cat understands how to be pleasant in the morning. He doesn't talk.

Tell him he can have my title, but I want it back in the morning.

You remember when you were maybe five years old and you went out in the morning and you looked at the day - and it was a very, very beautiful day. You looked at flowers and they were very beautiful flowers. Twenty-five years later, you get up in the morning, you take a look at the flowers - they are wilted. The day isn't a happy day. Well, what's changed? You know they are the same flowers, it's the same world. Something must have changed. Well, probably it was you.

O, that this too too solid flesh would melt Thaw and resolve itself into a dew! Or that the Everlasting had not fix'd His canon 'gainst self-slaughter! O God! God! How weary, stale, flat and unprofitable, (135) Seem to me all the uses of this world! Fie on't! ah fie! 'tis an unweeded garden, That grows to seed; things rank and gross in nature Possess it merely. That it should come to this! But two months dead: nay, not so much, not two: (140) So excellent a king; that was, to this.

When I wake up in the morning, I know I have to do this, this, this and this. It has to get done and that's what you do.

I love the smell of book ink in the morning.

Believe it or not, I say my prayers in the morning and in the evening.

I wake up in the morning thinking about food.

The evening praises the day, and the morning a frost.

It's always such a joy that you wake up in the morning and there's work to do.