“I'm a cold winter morning, y'all Summer's Eve.” MorningColdSummerWinterHip HopRapWinter ColdWinter Morning Author:Ka
“I get up very early in the morning. I enjoy the quietness, the stillness, the rawness in the winter and fall. It's a special time.” FallEnjoyMorningSpecialWinterGet UpMeaning Of LifeStillnessQuietnessRawnessSpecial TimesWinter Morning Author:Edward Kennedy
“I want to be the surgeon who cuts you open Who fixes all of life's mistakes I want to be the house that you were raised in The only place where you feel safe. I wanna be a shower in the morning That wakes you up and makes you clean I know I'm just the weather against your window As you sleep through a winter's dream” KnowsWantFeelsDreamHouseSleepMistakeMorningCuttingSafeWindowCleanRaisedWinterWeatherShowersSurgeonsWakes You Author:Conor Oberst
“On a cold winter morning a cigar fortifies the soul.” SoulMorningColdWinterCigarWinter ColdWinter Morning Author:Stendhal
“Every morning, just like in Alabama, I got up with the sun, ate my breakfast even before my mother and sisters and brothers, and went to school, winter, spring, and fall alike to run and jump and bend my body this way and that for Mr. Charles Riley.” WayBodyRunningSchoolMotherFallSportsMorningSunBrotherSpringWinterAthleteBreakfastEvery MorningBrothers And SistersAlabama Book:Jesse, a spiritual autobiography Source: Jesse, a spiritual autobiography
“The golden line is drawn between winter and summer. Behind all is blackness and darkness and dissolution. Before is hope, and soft airs, and the flowers, and the sweet season of hay; and people will cross the fields, reading or walking with one another; and instead of the rain that soaks death into the heart of green things, will be the rain which they drink with delight; and there will be sleep on the grass at midday, and early rising in the morning, and long moonlight evenings.” PeopleHeartLongReadingLinesSleepBehindsMorningDarknessAirFieldsSweetFlowerWalkingDrinkSummerSpringRainCrossesSeasonsGreenWinterDelightGoldenEveningGrassRisingMoonlightBlacknessDissolutionHayGreen ThingsRising In The Morning Author:Leigh Hunt
“Youth has its romance, and maturity its wisdom, as morning and spring have their freshness, noon and summer their power, night and winter their repose. Each attribute is good in its own season.” RomanceNightMorningYouthSummerSpringSeasonsWinterMaturityAttributesNoonReposeFreshness Author:Charlotte Bronte
“Weird, isn't it Somehow in the dead of winter when its 40 below, so cold your words just freeze in the air, you think you'll never hear a robin's song again or see a blossom on a cherry tree, when one day you wake up and bingo, light coming through the mini blinds is softened with a tick of rose and the cold morning air has lost its bite. It's spring once again, the streets are paved with mud and the hills are alive with the sound of mosquitos.” ThinkingLightSongLostSoundMorningAliveAirTreeStreetsColdOne DaySpringWake UpRoseWinterHillsBitesMudFreezeCherriesRobinsTickCherry TreesBingoMorning AirCold Morning Author:Andrew Schneider
“The last days of this glacial winter are not yet past; we live in 'creation's dawn.' The morning stars still sing together, and the world, though made, is still being made and becoming more beautiful every day.” WorldMadeStillsTogetherLastsPastBeautifulStarsMorningCreationBecomingWinterDawnBecoming MoreLast Day Book:John of the Mountains: The Unpublished Journals of John Muir Source: John of the Mountains: The Unpublished Journals of John Muir
“My God is the green tide in the spring leaves the redness of cherries high in the air the excitement of shooting stars the song of birds in summer branches the sunrise on a winter's morning the name of everything we don't understand.” SongNamesStarsMorningAirSummerSpringBirdGreenWinterShootingExcitementBranchesTidesSunriseCherriesShooting Star Author:William of Ockham
“When I went home, my family became a little lonely family because it was just me and my mom. Part of my longing to go back to work was wanting to be surrounded by these people who were teaching me things and drinking bad coffee at three in the morning while we were lying around in a bikini in the winter. Somehow it just felt like real life. It felt more like real life than my life.” PeopleLittlesRealHomeLyingThreeFeltMorningTeachingMomLonelyMy FamilyLongingDrinkingWinterMy MomCoffeeReal LifeBack To WorkBikinis Author:Jodie Foster