Sunrise Quotes

This world, it is a tempest sometimes. But remember, the sun always rises again.

My last sunrise. That morning, I was not yet a vampire. And I saw my last sunrise. I remember it completely; yet I do not think I remember any other sunrise before it.

I believe in Christianity as I believe that the sun has risen: not only because I see it, but because by it, I see everything else.

Who gets up early to discover the moment light begins?

[on Richard Wagner] A beautiful sunset that was mistaken for a dawn.

I'm a very early riser on holiday. I am invariably down at the pool on a sun lounger even before anyone can put a towel on one.

Believe in God like you believe in the sunrise. Not because you can see it, but because you can see all it touches.

What I know for sure is that every sunrise is like a new page, a chance to right ourselves and receive each day in all its glory. Each day is a wonder.

Though you rise early, yet the day comes at his time, and not till then.

Morning is when I am awake and there is a dawn in me.

I have often ... looked at that sun behind the President, without being able to tell whether it was rising or setting. But now, at length, I have the happiness to know that it is a rising sun and not a setting sun.

The Great Morning which is for all, rises in the East.

We wanderers, ever seeking the lonelier way, begin no day where we have ended another day; and no sunrise finds us where sunset left us.

Trying to sneak a fastball past Hank Aaron is like trying to sneak the sunrise past a rooster.

At times it seemed unfair that I should be paid for my work; for driving out in the early morning with the fields glittering under the first pale sunshine and the wisps of mist still hanging on the high tops.

Why I Wake Early Hello, sun in my face. Hello, you who made the morning and spread it over the fields and into the faces of the tulips and the nodding morning glories, and into the windows of, even, the miserable and the crotchety – best preacher that ever was, dear star, that just happens to be where you are in the universe to keep us from ever-darkness, to ease us with warm touching, to hold us in the great hands of light – good morning, good morning, good morning. Watch, now, how I start the day in happiness, in kindness.

The light of morning decomposes everything.

When the first light dawned on the earth, and the birds awoke, and the brave river was heard rippling confidently seaward, and the nimble early rising wind rustled the oak leaves about our tent, all people, having reinforced their bodies and their souls with sleep, and cast aside doubt and fear, were invited to unattempted adventures.

Early morning, the orange sun is slowly rising, shining forth in empty luminous clarity. The mind and the sky are one, the sun is rising in the vast space of primordial awareness, and there is just this. Yasutani Roshi once said, speaking of satori, that it was the most precious realization in the world, because all the great philosophers had tried to understand ultimate reality but had failed to do so, yet with satori or awakening all of your deepest questions are finally answered: it's just this.

Even on holidays, I wake up early, and by 7 A.M., I am out sightseeing.

I get up every morning early, when the sky is red, and write for 10 hours.

The sun rose on the flawless brimming sea into a sky all brazen-all one brightening for gods immortal and for mortal men on plowlands kind with grain.

...and the night is so deep and dark that I wonder if the sun will ever come up.

Nothing can beat the smell of dew and flowers and the odor that comes out of the earth when the sun goes down.