Victor Hugo Quotes

Everybody's after a new morning. What do we have to run up and salute tomorrow?

The boy who expects every morning to open into a new world finds that today is like yesterday, but he believes tomorrow will be different.

I don't know... there's something kind of beautiful about it, don't you think? That we keep living and growing even though our world is a corpse? That we keep coming back no matter how many of us die?

Say not 'Good-night' but in some brighter clime, bid me 'Good-morning.'

Tomorrow we begin a new tomorrow.

The key is to remember there is a tomorrow morning. The dance will continue.

The world dies over and over again, but the skeleton always gets up and walks.

Each day is a little life: every waking and rising a little birth, every fresh morning a little youth, every going to rest and sleep a little death.

After all, tomorrow is another day.

I have always been delighted at the prospect of a new day, a fresh try, one more start, with perhaps a bit of magic waiting somewhere behind the morning.

I think when you think of death as being part of the life cycle and recognize that death is an inevitability for our species because the world has to be renewed with each death, then the hope becomes when it is renewed it will be renewed by people on whom I have had some influence for good.

Life comes to the miners out of their deaths, and death out of their lives.

The only reason I wanted 'Making Toast' as the title is that it is a simple gesture of moving on. Every morning there's the bread and you make the toast and you start the day.

Spring is God's way of saying, 'One more time!'

Yesterday is gone. Tomorrow may be for us and it may not.

Everything born has to die, in order to make room for the future.

Tomorrow is always fresh, with no mistakes in it.

I look upon death to be as necessary to our constitution as sleep. We shall rise refreshed in the morning.

There is something about the melody of 'Thunder Road' that just suggests 'new day.' It suggests morning; it suggests something opening up.

Every day's a new day.

You just gotta use the sunset as a reset button and start over in the morning with every chance you get to open your eyes.

It will come sometime. Some beautiful morning she will just wake up and find it is Tomorrow. Not Today but Tomorrow. And then things will happen ... wonderful things.

My troubles are many They're deep as a well I swear there ain't no Heaven And I pray there ain't no hell But I'll never know by living only my dying will tell. And when I die and when I'm gone There'll be, one child born And a world to carry on, to carry on.

I just try to understand that tomorrow is another day.

Death is not an end. It is a new impulse.