“In the deep jungles of Africa, a traveler was making a long trek. Coolies had been engaged from a tribe to carry the loads. The first day they marched rapidly and went far. The traveler had high hopes of a speedy journey. But the second morning these jungle tribesmen refused to move. For some strange reason they just sat and rested. On inquiry as to the reason for this strange behavior, the traveler was informed that they had gone too fast the first day, and that they were now waiting for their souls to catch up with their bodies.” FirstsLongSoulReasonBodyMovingWaitingMorningGoneJourneyStrangeBehaviorSatEngagedLoadTravelerTribesInquiryJungle Author:Lettie Cowman
“Paris in the early morning has a cheerful, bustling aspect, a promise of delicious things to come, a positive smell of coffee and croissants, quite peculiar to itself. The people welcome a new day as if they were certain of liking it, the shopkeepers pull up their blinds serene in the expectation of good trade, the workers go happily to their work, the people who have sat up all night in night-clubs go happily to their rest, the orchestra of motor-car horns, of clanking trams, of whistling policemen tunes up for the daily symphony, and everywhere is joy.” PeopleIfsJoyNightCertainMorningCarPromiseExpectationsAspectTradeWorkersClubsSmellCoffeeWelcomeParisSatTunesPeculiarDeliciousCheerfulOrchestraAll NightHornsSymphonyMotorNew DayPolicemenSereneEarly MorningWhistlingUp All NightPull UpsShopkeepersNight ClubMotor CarsTramsCroissantsTune Up Book:The Nancy Mitford Omnibus Source: The Nancy Mitford Omnibus
“I wanted to be an actor, an astrologer, an astronaut; a lot of different things were going through my mind. But I also wanted to play guitar. I mentioned to my parents that I wanted an electric guitar for Christmas. They got me one! I sat there all Christmas morning making a lot of loud horrible noise.” MindDifferentPlayWantedActorsParentMorningGuitarHorribleNoiseLoudSatDifferent ThingsElectricAstronautElectric GuitarChristmas Morning Author:Joan Jett
“There was a stately drama writ By the hand that peopled the earth and air, And set the stars in the infinite, And made night gorgeous and morning fair; And all that had sense to reason knew That bloody drama must be gone through. Some sat and watched how the action veered-- Waited, profited, trembled, cheered-- We saw not clearly nor understood, But yielding ourselves to the masterhand, Each in his part as best he could, We played it through as the author planned.” MadeWarReasonHandsActionEarthNightStarsMorningGoneSawsAirDramaUnderstoodFairsInfiniteSatBloodyGorgeous Author:Alan Seeger
“The first book by an African American I read was Carl T. Rowan's memoir, Go South to Sorrow. I found it on the bookshelf at the back of my fifth-grade classroom, an adult book. I can remember the quality of the morning on which I read. It was a sunlit morning in January, a Saturday morning, cold, high, empty. I sat in a rectangle of sunlight, near the grate of the floor heater in the yellow bedroom. And as I read, I became aware of warmth and comfort and optimism. I was made aware of my comfort by the knowledge that others were not, are not, comforted. Carl Rowan at my age was not comforted.” FirstsMadeI CanBookAgeRememberFoundQualityMorningColdSorrowComfortAdultsEmptyOptimismSouthMemoirAfrican AmericanSatGradesWarmthYellowClassroomSunlightBedroomSaturdayFifthJanuaryBookshelvesFifth GradeSaturday MorningGrateRectangles Author:Richard Rodriguez
“Ursula and Gudrun Brangwen sat one morning in the window-bay of their father's house in Beldover, working and talking.” BookFatherHouseTalkingMorningWindowSat Book:Delphi Complete Works of D.H. Lawrence (Illustrated) Source: Delphi Complete Works of D.H. Lawrence (Illustrated)
“(Lake) Lanier is a good fishing lake. Everybody tells me I put my dock on the best fishing hole in the lake. In fact, I've sat on the dock and caught a 12 pound bass. I saw another guy catch about a 40 pound and 26 pound striper one morning In front of my dock, and I used to catch a lot of 8 to 9 pound largemouth around it.” FactsUsedGuyMorningSawsFrontsCaughtHolesSatLakesFishingPoundsBassOther GuysDocks Author:Luke Appling
“I woke up this morning, Smiled at the rising sun, Three little birds, Sat on my doorstep, Singing sweet songs” LittlesSongThreeMorningSunSweetSingingBirdSatRisingPopular SongDoorstep Author:Bob Marley
“(After getting out of another treatment center) I came home one Sunday morning. I sat on the edge of my bed. I never grew up going to church. I never read a Bible. I wasn't anti-God. I just never thought about God. I just lived for myself and thought about myself...I was married by this point. I'd been married for two years. So, here I am sitting on the edge of my bed, nine o'clock Sunday morning. I have a son who's not quite two yet and I just broke down crying because I had been out all weekend doing cocaine.” YearsTwoHomeChurchMorningCrySonGrewBedMarriedGrew UpSittingEdgesNineBrokeClockSatTreatmentSundayTwo YearsWeekendCocaineHere I AmJust LiveSunday MorningGoing To ChurchAnti GodSitting On The Edge Author:Jay Haizlip
“It's a different rhythm than most movies. For a lot of the actors, you're 12,000 miles away from home. It becomes a way of life - getting up at five in the morning, shooting every day, day in day out, for 270 days. The new cast playing the dwarves were carrying incredibly heavy weights in their suits, they sat through hours of make-up every day. So it's quite challenging from a stamina point of view.” WayDifferentHomeActorsHoursChallengesViewsMorningFiveWeightCastsHeavyPoint Of ViewMilesSuitsRhythmShootingSatStaminaMiles AwayDwarvesAway From HomeHeavy Weights Author:Andy Serkis
“Every morning for, I don't know how long, I came over to Alison's [McGhee] house and we sat in her office and wrote the stories "out loud" together. We yelled at each other and made each other laugh. It was a lot of fun.” KnowsLongMadeStoriesTogetherHouseFunMorningLaughingKnow HowOfficeLoudSatEvery Morning Author:Kate DiCamillo