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You are the morning smiles and the midnight whispers; how can I forget you without forgetting them. ― M.F. Moonzajer
The morning is good because we remember that no matter what went wrong the previous days, we just got a perfect opportunity to rewrite history and do better. — Unknown Author
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.
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. — Daniel Handler
Every morning you have two choices: continue to sleep with your dreams or wake up & chase them. — Kristin, Sophisticated Gal
Behind the veil of each night, there is a smilling dawn.
I woke up early and took the first train to take me away from the city. The noise and all its people. I was alone on the train and had no idea where I was going, and that’s why I went there. Two hours later we arrived in a small town, one of those towns with one single coffee shop and where everyone knows each other’s name. I walked for a while until I found the water, the most peaceful place I know. There I sat and stayed the whole day, with nothing and everything on my mind, cleaning my head. Silence, I learned, is some times the most beautiful sound. ― Charlotte Eriksson
You are the softness of the morning dew! — Avijeet Das
In the morning I had a look so lost, a face so dead, that perhaps those whom I met did not see me.
When you arise in the morning, think of what a precious privilege it is to be alive—to breathe, to think, to enjoy, to love—then make that day count! ― Steve Maraboli, Life, the Truth, and Being Free