M Quotes
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“Morn on the waters, and purple and bright Bursts on the billows the flushing of light O'er the glad waves, like a child of the sun, See the tall vessel goes gallantly on.”
Source: The poetical sketch-book, including a 3rd ed. of Australia
“Morn, Wak'd by the circling hours, with rosy hand Unbarr'd the gates of light.”
Source: The Poetical Works of John Milton: With Notes of Various Authors; and with Some Account of the Life and Writings of Milton, Derived Principally from Original Documents in Her Majesty's State-paper Office
“Mornin', ladies. My goodness, don't you look happy. Must be cuttin' somebody up pretty good.”
“Morning ... 'tis Nature's gayest hour!”
“Morning always comes.”
“Morning and evening
Maids heard the goblins cry:
'Come buy our orchard fruits,
Come buy, come buy”
Source: Goblin Market: A Tale of Two Sisters
“Morning Balinese Cooking Class With Local Market Tour In Ubud-Bali
This amazing activity offers you the full package, including a local market tour, organic farm tour and hands-on cooking experience.
Why Choose The Morning Cooking Class?
- Taman Dukuh Cooking Class takes you to the Local Market to experience the local community’s morning routine.
- At the Local Market, we can try and buy different fruits and local cakes. We can enjoy these treats later at the farm.
- Get ready for interesting experiences at Balinese markets. They are different from markets in the West.
- We’ll use fresh ingredients from our farm and the local market for the morning cooking class.
Gain Insight Into The Local Food Culture Through The Morning Cooking Class In Ubud
The morning Balinese cooking class is a great experience for people of all skill levels, whether they’re beginners or professional cooks.
It starts with a trip to the local market, where you can try fresh fruits and local food.
Then, you’ll go on a tour of an organic farm to learn about sustainable farming practices and see where some of the ingredients come from.
The best part of the class is the hands-on cooking experience, where local expert chefs will guide you in making traditional Balinese dishes.
This class is suitable for solo travelers, families, couples, or friends who are interested in Balinese cuisine.”
“Morning breaks. So do bottles and bones.”
Source: Cottonmouth Kisses
“Morning breath here. ‘A dirty mouth you say,’ clean it up with Orbit.” Maya chuckled. “Unless you have gum, I’m not letting you near me.” She reached for a pillow and plopped it over her face.
“Ha-ha! Good one. No gum on me, but I’ll settle for kissing your belly.” Alex whisked her pajama top up and knelt down to kiss the roundest part of her tummy.”
Source: Twenty Weeks
“Morning came in through the blinds cutting everything into ribbons.”
Source: Sub Rosa
“Morning can always be counted on to bring us back to a more realistic level.”
Source: The Night of the Iguana
“Morning comes every day; the sunrise does not fail, nor the sunset.
Give it time. That is all that may be required. Just give it time. Do not try to push the river. The cycles of life present themselves, play themselves out, and make smooth every passage and terrain.
Try not to get caught up in your story of the moment. Look, rather, to the Long Story. Therein will be found your peace. The cycles will redeem this moment, if you let them, and even this shall pass.”
“Morning comes like a scream through a pinhole.”
Source: How We Are Hungry
“Morning comes whether you set the alarm or not.”
Source: Dancing at the Edge of the World: Thoughts on Words, Women, Places
“Morning dew upon the grass,
glistening in the sun.
Yesterday’s gone,
tomorrow may come,
but this day has begun.”
Source: Shadows Over February
“Morning drew on apace. The air became more sharp and piercing, as its first dull hue: the death of night, rather than the birth of day: glimmered faintly in the sky. The objects which had looked dim and terrible in the darkness, grew more and more defined, and gradually resolved into their familiar shapes. The rain came down, thick and fast; and pattered, noisily, among the leafless bushes.”
Source: Oliver Twist
“Morning exercise, walking in the free, invigorating air of heaven, or cultivating flowers, small fruits, and vegetables, is the surest safeguard against colds, coughs, congestion of the brain, inflammation of the liver, the kidneys, and the lungs, and a hundred other diseases.”
Source: Ellen G. White Miscellaneous Periodical Articles - Book II of III
“Morning finds the shiuli
fallen,
white stars on wet earth.
I pick one—
its fragrance
is a memory
I cannot place. A child laughs nearby.
The flower wilts
in my palm.
Everything beautiful
has an expiry date.
I learn this
again
and again”
Source: A Handful of Shuilis
“Morning found us unaware, noon burn gold into our hair, at night we swim the laughin sea, where will we be?”
“Morning gives us a new day, a clean canvas, a different adventure, and fresh coffee!”
“Morning Glory's introduction to the magical ways of the Goddess, manifest in our time, has enlarged my understanding of Pagan ways, enriching my spirit and imagination.”
“Morning, guys!! Today, I wandered a bit from the path of life...”
Source: Naruto, Vol. 04: Hero’s Bridge
“Morning. Half earth half moon of the dark giving birth to the light. We will love what is ours, what we desire. Finding the beauty in small miracles in an age where there are none.”
Source: The Last Cigarette: The Collected Poems Of R.M. Engelhardt 1989-2006
“Morning has broken
Like the first morning.
Blackbird has spoken
Like the first bird.”
“Morning in the city is not a real morning; morning of the shepherd, that is the real morning!”
“Morning is a new sheet of paper for you to write on.”
“Morning is a song that succeeds the music of dawn...”
“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. For instance, if you wake up to the sound of twittering birds, and find yourself in an enormous canopy bed, with a butler standing next to you holding a breakfast of freshly made muffins and hand-squeezed orange juice on a silver tray, you will know that your day will be a splendid one. If you wake up to the sound of church bells, and find yourself in a fairly big regular bed, with a butler standing next to you holding a breakfast of hot tea and toast on a plate, you will know that your day will be O.K. And if you wake up to the sound of somebody banging two metal pots together, and find yourself in a small bunk bed, with a nasty foreman standing in the doorway holding no breakfast at all, you will know that your day will be horrid.”
Source: Horseradish: Bitter Truths You Can't Avoid
“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.”
“Morning is sweet and always like a beautiful women, evening always shines like a man.”
“Morning is the best time to see movies.”
“Morning is wonderful. Its only drawback is that it comes at such an inconvenient time of day.”
Source: Sweet Silver Blues
“Morning Meditation
I used to rise early in meditation,
As the ancient saints and mystics,
Looking for peace, bliss, and ecstasy.
Now I awake as the sun rises.
I lie beside her,
Her head and the tops of her shoulders
Revealed from the top of the covers
Where we lay. Her face shines,
As the sun rolls through the bedroom
Curtains and leave her with a mandorla
As if she were the subject of iconography.
I lay in silence as I meditate on the artistry
Of freckles that are perfectly dotted
On her face and shoulders.
I venerate the delicate curvature
Of her lips and nose. Her eyes closed,
Veiled by a composition of lashes
That shroud the green mystery underneath.
As her hair lays dark and graceful
Across the pillows in front of me,
I lay in adoration,
and know there are none like her.
Moses was not even shown God's face,
Yet she has done me one better.”
Source: Journey
“Morning, Miss Lake," he said, covering three octaves. "Miss Knighton," he added, which came out very nearly high enough to have a conversation with a bat.”
Source: Dear Mrs. Bird
“morning mist
on the hillside
pine trees”
“Morning, my fellow Hokies! Your favorite class president here, welcoming you to another new year filled with change, excitement, and discovery..."
So far, I'd say she has it about right.”
Source: The Fine Art of Pretending
“morning night and noon the traffic moves through and the murder and treachery of friends and lovers and all the people move through you. pain is the joy of knowing the unkindest truth that arrives without warning. life is being alone death is being alone. even the fools weep morning night and noon.”
“Morning, noon & bloody night,
Seven sodding days a week,
I slave at filthy WORK, that might
Be done by any book-drunk freak.
This goes on until I kick the bucket.
FUCK IT FUCK IT FUCK IT FUCK IT”
Source: Philip Larkin: Letters to Monica
“Morning nugget and public declaration:
“Love without loyalty is just performance. I’m not casting roles—I’m cultivating covenant.
If your presence is a strategy and not a sacrifice, I’ll pass.
Please know that I’m not flattered by flattery. I’m strengthened by faithfulness.
Don’t camouflage your competition as compassion. I see it. I name it. I exit.
I’m not your networking opportunity—I’m a divine assignment. Treat me accordingly.”
“I declare that every hidden motive is exposed, every counterfeit connection is cut, and every true covenant is confirmed. I walk with those who walk with me—not around me, not above me, not behind me. I am surrounded by sincerity, not strategy.”
“Morning or night, Friday or Sunday, made no difference, everything was the same: the gnawing, excruciating, incessant pain; that awareness of life irrevocably passing but not yet gone; that dreadful, loathsome death, the only reality, relentlessly closing in on him; and that same endless lie. What did days, weeks, or hours matter?”
“Morning, princess. You look gorgeous with that fresh just-came-hard hair."
I grimace. That's much better. A little hate rekindles and the world’s right again.”
“Morning robberies yield far more than afternoon robberies . . .' - When to Rob a Bank: A Rouge Economist's Guide to the World by Steven D. Levitt and Stephen J. Dubner”
Source: When to Rob a Bank: ...And 131 More Warped Suggestions and Well-Intended Rants
“Morning's Serenade by Stewart Stafford
Stirred by a magpie's auction bids,
I opened up our curtained eyelids,
To pale dawn's reverential blinking,
Beyond my lady's distant inkling.
Anointed by the infant sun's rays,
I stand in regal morning’s praise;
Surveying virgin domain’s expanse,
Before the hatchling public dance.
The early-risen owl hoots carried far,
The songbirds played off fading stars,
Cockcrow drew in a loping red fox,
Scattering fawns and sheep flocks.
My lady spent, sports a drowsy crown,
Her chest rises, then slowly down,
Cityscape visions to last night's desire,
Golden tresses tossed in oriole fire.
To the kitchen, a connoisseur's start,
A lover's labour, a chef's work of art,
Crack avian treasures, new life's motif.
Ground coffee, perfumed weekend relief.
© Stewart Stafford, 2024. All rights reserved.”
“Morning seems to come earlier every year I live.”
Source: East of Eden
“Morning shower cleans my body, but my mouth gets the first cleansing. Red silk tie accentuates a navy blue suit. Ready for a meeting at seven with ‘human sharks’. Red tie? Forget it, a shark knows a guppy in fancy clothes.”
“Morning. Sitting in the courtyard, coffee. An old pair of jeans and a messed up damaged old black shirt cigarette in hand words being channeled from someplace somewhere nowhere places unknown without a destination. You're an artist without a canvas. The world is your canvas. Your life is the canvas. You've got to at least create something, say something, do something while you're sorry ass still remains tethered to this planet. Some people call this life, some people call this earth while others just call it purgatory. I suppose in the end that it's all up to you. Make the most of it because it ain't coming back around.”
“Morning"
SUN
That awakens Paris
The highest poplar on the bank
On The Eiffel Tower
A tricolored cock
Sings to the flapping of his wings
and several feathers fall
As it resumes its course
The Seine looks between the bridges
For her old route
And the Obelisk
That has forgotten the Egyptian words
Has not blossomed this year
SUN”
Source: The Cubist Poets in Paris: An Anthology
“Morning tea...autumn breeze...sounds like the best day to me!”
“Morning, the room full of sun. I wheel to the window and watch the robins digging worms in Grandfather's lawn. The grass is blue-wet in the open, green-dry under the pines. The air is so crisp it gives me a brief, delusive sense of health and youth. Those I don't have, but I have learned not to scorn the substitutes: quiet, plenty of time, and a job to spend it on.”
Source: Angle of Repose
“Morning tide makes a great companion when you don’t want to be around people. It soothes and comforts and doesn't ask for anything. But the sun does. The higher it gets, the more I am reminded that nothing stops time. There is no escaping it.”
Source: Of Poseidon