The great fun in my life has been getting up every morning and rushing to the typewriter, because some new idea has hit me.

I awoke one morning and found myself famous.

I feel sorry for people who don't drink. When they wake up in the morning that's as good as they're going to feel all day.

I have retired, but if there's anything that would kill me it is to wake up in the morning not knowing what to do.

An early-morning walk is a blessing for the whole day.

I have a great deal of company in the house, especially in the morning when nobody calls.

Some mornings it just doesn't seem worth it to gnaw through the leather straps.

(Through the night) a great many kinds of birds perch on a tree, but in the morning they fly in all the ten directions. Why should we lament for that?

Early morning cheerfulness can be extremely obnoxious.

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.

If one morning I walked on top of the water across the Potomac River, the headline that afternoon would read: "President Can't Swim."

I of course meditate for two hours every morning. It's part of my schedule, I wake up at 4 a.m. every day and I love it.

Think in the morning. Act in the noon. Eat in the evening. Sleep in the night.

In the morning a man walks with his whole body, in the evening only with his legs.

I spend my happiest hours in reading Vedantic books. They are to me like the light of the morning like the pure air of the mountains - so simple, so true if once understood.

It is well enough that people of the nation do not understand our banking and monetary system for if they did I believe there would be a revolution before tomorrow morning.

And you madam are ugly. But I shall be sober in the morning.

The person who doesn't scatter the morning dew will not comb gray hairs.

When traveling with someone, take large does of patience and tolerance with your morning coffee.

I miss Saturday morning, rolling out of bed, not shaving, getting into my car with my girls, driving to the supermarket, squeezing the fruit, getting my car washed, taking walks.

I wake up some mornings and sit and have my coffee and look out at my beautiful garden and I go 'Remember how good this is. Because you can lose it.'

In a real dark night of the soul, it is always three o'clock in the morning, day after day.

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

Human life is as evanescent as the morning dew or a flash of lightning.

When I woke up this morning my girlfriend asked me 'Did you sleep good?' I said 'No, I made a few mistakes.'

To be intimate with a married man when my own father cheated on my mother is not something I could forgive. I could not look at myself in the morning if I did that. I wouldn't be attracted to a man who would cheat on his wife.

I protest that if some great Power would agree to make me always think what is true and do what is right on condition of being turned into a sort of clock and would up every morning before I got out of bed I should instantly close with the offer.

Fancy and Fantasy rule the mind of man. You desire one thing in the morning, at noon you change over to something else. That desire will not persist until evening. If your desire is fulfilled you praise God and parade your devotion. But if it does not prevail you throw God overboard and parade your disbelief!

Who will tell whether one happy moment of love or the joy of breathing or walking on a bright morning and smelling the fresh air is not worth all the suffering and effort which life implies.

There's pros and cons of a big church. Cons is I don't get to know everybody I don't get to go to their ballgame I don't get to marry everybody but the pros are you get all this community 800 ushers come in to serve getting there at 7 in the morning on their day off and coming in on Saturday to make all those wafers.

Just in terms of allocation of time resources religion is not very efficient. There's a lot more I could be doing on a Sunday morning.

The man with the best job in the country is the vice-president. All he has to do is get up every morning and say "How is the president?"

I still at hotel rooms I do this one sort of not-so-cool thing: continually shoving my room service tray in front of someone else's door. Because I don't want the remnants. I don't want to be caught like being like the pig that I was at two in the morning.

In these times you have to be an optimist to open your eyes when you awake in the morning.

A leaf fluttered in through the window this morning, as if supported by the rays of the sun; a bird settled on the fire escape, joy in the task of coffee, joy accompanied me as I walked.

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.

`Father O father! what do we here, In this land of unbelief and fear? The Land of Dreams is better far, Above the light of the morning star.

[Space dedicated to creativity is the goal of artists of all kinds. Virginia Woolf lauded the] room of one's own ... You must have a room or a certain hour or so a day where you don't know what was in the newspapers that morning. . . This is the place of creative incubation . . . If you have a sacred place and use it something eventually will happen.

It was one of those evenings when men feel that truth, goodness and beauty are one. In the morning, when they commit their discovery to paper, when others read it written, there it looks wholly ridiculous.

Mom was 50 when my Dad died. She got on a bus every weekday for years and rode 40 miles each morning to Madison. She earned a new degree and learned new skills to start her small business. It wasn't just a new livelihood. It was a new life.

When I wake up in the morning I just can't get started until I've had that first piping hot pot of coffee. Oh I've tried other enemas.

There is only one thing that a man really wants to do all his life, and that is to find his way to his God his Morning Star salute his fellow man and enjoy the woman who has come the long way with him.

I had finally adjusted to the jet lag of the trip, but woke up this morning with a sore throat that seemed to get worse all day.

And if small businesspeople say they made it on their own all they are saying is that nobody else worked seven days a week in their place. Nobody showed up in their place to open the door at five in the morning. Nobody did their thinking and worrying and sweating for them.

These flowers which were splendid and sprightly waking in the dawn of the morning, in the evening will be a pitiful frivolity sleeping in the cold night's arms.

I think it's been hard for people to understand how Islam can be a good religion and yet the Islamists are evil. Those of us who have had experience with Islam understand this just as we understand the difference between snake handlers and people going to church on Sunday morning.

If you have only one smile in you give it to the people you love. Don't be surly at home, then go out in the street and start grinning 'Good morning' at total strangers.

'You are drunk, Sir Winston, you are disgustingly drunk.' - Yes, Mrs. Braddock, I am drunk. But you, Mrs. Braddock, are ugly and disgustingly fat. But tomorrow morning, I, Winston Churchill, will be sober.

Nature gives to every time and season some beauties of its own, and from morning to night as from the cradle to the grave it is but a succession of changes so gentle and easy that we can scarcely mark their progress.

And if I had a preference, it would be to be able to not be in the studio until 4 in the morning.

We sleep but the loom of life never stops and the pattern which was weaving when the sun went down is weaving when it comes up in the morning.

This morning when I put on my underwear I could hear the fruit-of-the-loom guys laughing at me.

I would like to find a stew that will give me heartburn immediately instead of at three o clock in the morning.

For the past 33 years I have looked in the mirror every morning and asked myself: 'If today were the last day of my life would I want to do what I am about to do today?' And whenever the answer has been 'No' for too many days in a row I know I need to change something.

It is a mistake to think that Acerra reeks of yesterday's liquor: Acerra always drinks till next morning

Every year August lashes out in volcanic fury, rising with the din of morning traffic, its great metallic wings smashing against the ground, heating the air with ever-increasing intensity.

Man is born in a day and he dies in a day and the thing is easily over, but to have a sick heart for three-fourths of one's lifetime is simply to have death renewed every morning, and life at that price is not worth living.

I recently took up ice sculpting. Last night I made an ice cube. This morning I made 12, I was prolific.

And this President wakes up every morning, looks out across America and is proud to announce 'It could be worse.' It could be worse? Is that what it means to be an American? It could be worse? Of course not. What defines us as Americans is our unwavering conviction that we know it must be better.

Some mornings it's just not worth chewing through the leather straps.

A bizarre sensation pervades a relationship of pretense. No truth seems true. A simple morning's greeting and response appear loaded with innuendo and fraught with implications. Each nicety becomes more sterile and each withdrawal more permanent.

I have to be alone very often. I'd be quite happy if I spent from Saturday night until Monday morning alone in my apartment. That's how I refuel.

A morning-glory at my window satisfies me more than the metaphysics of books.

That's the trouble with being me. At this point nobody gives a damn what my problem is. I could literally have a tumor on the side of my head and they'd be like 'Yeah big deal. I'd eat a tumor every morning for the kinda money you're pulling down.'

Love. Fall in love and stay in love. Write only what you love and love what you write. The key word is love. You have to get up in the morning and write something you love something to live for.

Mom and Dad were married 64 years. And if you wondered what their secret was you could have asked the local florist - because every day Dad gave Mom a rose which he put on her bedside table. That's how she found out what happened on the day my father died - she went looking for him because that morning there was no rose.

Desire is like the shadow caused by the morning sun, it gets longer when you run to catch, it makes you a fool.

I can get up in the morning and look myself in the mirror and my family can look at me too, and that's all that matters.

Probably the happiest period in life most frequently is in middle age when the eager passions of youth are cooled and the infirmities of age not yet begun, as we see that the shadows which are at morning and evening so large almost entirely disappear at midday.

Spend a few minutes every morning and evening in the Silence of your own shrine or home, spend them with the highest of all the Powers that you know of. Be in His elevating and Inspiring company, worship Him mentally, offer unto Him all the work you do, you will come out of the silence nobler and more heroic than when you went in.