Quotes About Morning Sunlight

#1. The single yellow diamond stud he wore in his left ear twinkled like a giggle in the morning sunlight.

Malorie Blackman

#2. Maybe in the morning, sunlight would to turn him back into a statue; then I could take Stone out to the forest where he could frolic among the ferns, gurgle at streams, and make friends with the other interesting rocks.

Devon Monk

#3. The early morning sunlight warms a patch of linoleum, and she lets her feet bathe in it while the kettle heats on the stove.

Alexis M. Smith

#4. I project myself out through the glasses and across the street, a ghost in the morning sunlight, torn with disembodied lust.

William S. Burroughs

#5. I dream like a dew drop in the night
Then glitter in the morning sunlight
Then it evaporates to embrace the sky

Debasish Mridha

#6. The hawk ripped out his jugular, spraying the morning sunlight with a fine mist of blood.

Erika Johansen

#7. He withdrew then, leaving [him] standing in the bloody morning sunlight, leaving him all alone at the heart of his fortress, for the second time, with nothing but a corpse for company.

Scott Lynch

#8. There are few of us that are not rather ashamed of our sins and follies as we look out on the blessed morning sunlight, which comes to us like a bright-winged angel beckoning us to quit the old path of vanity that stretches its dreary length behind us.

George Eliot

#9. Instead it yanks on a worm wiggling in the loosened soil. Its feathers shimmer in the morning sunlight, a malignant green on black as it tosses its beak back, devouring the worm, and then it cocks its head to stare at her, its eyes funereal and questioning.

Sara Stark

#10. But I'd do it again. I know that now. I'd make that promise a thousand times over and lose her a thousand times over to have heard her play last night or to see her in the morning sunlight. Or even without that. Just to know that she's somewhere out there. Alive.

Gayle Forman

#11. Outside the hospital, I squinted in the harsh morning sunlight. I could hear birds chirping in the tree, but even though I searched for them, they remained hidden from me.

Nicholas Sparks

#12. It glowed in the mid-morning sunlight, the black shutters on the open windows eyelashes on a beautiful face.

Emma Straub

#13. Naked Mr. America, burning frantic with self bone love, screams out: My asshole confounds the Louvre! I fart ambrosia and shit pure gold turds! My cock spurts soft diamonds in the morning sunlight!

William S. Burroughs

#14. Long after his death his poems were found and wondered over. News of them spread like morning sunlight. For centuries they illuminated and watered the lives of many people whose lives might otherwise have been darker and dryer. Then,

Douglas Adams

#15. Morning sunlight filtered through my bedroom window.

Rick Riordan

#16. SO THIS IS HOW NOAH FELT. You wake up one morning and God has forgiven you and you walk around squinting all day because you've forgotten how sunlight feels warm and rough against your skin like a kiss on the cheek from your dad, and the whole world is brighter and cleaner than ever before,

John Green

#17. At five in the morning the Loire is still and sumptuous with mist. The water is beautiful at that time of the day, cool and magically pale, the sandbanks rising like lost continents. The water smells of night, and here and there a spray of new sunlight makes mica shadows on the surface.

Joanne Harris

#18. When I finally decide that I'm ready to get out of bed, it could be the sunlight, it could be the fact that I'm awake, and, OK, first of all, I wake up in the morning because I have to go to the bathroom.

Saul Williams

#19. The morning was full of sunlight and hope.

Kate Chopin

#20. Like the sound of a velvet curtain being drawn aside on a peaceful morning to let sunlight wake someone very special to you.

Haruki Murakami

#21. What time is it?"
"One o'clock."
I nearly spit out some soda. "In the
afternoon?"
"No. In the morning. Don't let that damn
sunlight fool you. It lies.

Glenn Bullion

#22. He waited for chaotic games to end, for shouts to subside. His favorite moments were when he was alone, or felt alone. Lying in bed in the morning, watching sunlight flickering like a restless bird on the wall.

Jhumpa Lahiri

#23. Every time I jog through the world, I am awed by what I find. On a winter morning, when it seems too cold and slippery for safe jogging or bicycling, I can still go out and experience the glory of sunlight turning icy branches into strings of sparkling diamonds.

Bernie Siegel

#24. But hey,
I'm not exactly sold on the idea that love is, in fact, real. Will it find me one day, overtake me, infiltrate my life like sunlight snakes through the cold of morning? Can love thaw me? will it ever?

Ellen Hopkins

#25. I drink cup of sunlight every morning to brighten myself.

Debasish Mridha

#26. In due time the shores of Italy were sighted, and as we stood gazing from the decks, early in the bright summer morning, the stately city of Genoa rose up out of the sea and flung back the sunlight from her hundred palaces.

Mark Twain

#27. Nico stepped into the sunlight, blinking and disoriented. Ugh ... Perhaps the cabin's designers had been right about the children of Hades being like vampires. He was not a morning person.

Rick Riordan

#28. What are any of our lives but the shapes we force them into. Memory doesn't come to us of its own; we go after it, pull it into sunlight and make of it what we need, what we're driven towards, what we imagine, changing the world again and again with each new quarry, each descent, each morning.

James Sallis

#29. Sunlight of love on your lips;
& the Nightingale has fallen into silence.

Kristian Goldmund Aumann

#30. i'm glad to be alive
in a world where
his gently awakening eyes
nourish the morning sun.

Sanober Khan

#31. Our dreams are luminous, a cast fire upon the world.
Morning arrives and that's it.
Sunlight darkens the earth.

Charles Wright

#32. They held me and told me everything would be fine, that sadness would rise from our bones and evaporate in sunlight the way morning fog burned off the river in summer. My mother rubbed the kites on my hands and arms and told me to think of my lungs as balloons. I just want to feel safe, I said.

Shane Jones

#33. In the morning, when he entered my room, I grumbled, but he was like the sunlight to me, all the same. One cannot defend oneself against those brats. They take hold of you, they hold you fast, they never let you go again. The truth is, that there never was a cupid like that child.

Victor Hugo

#34. His favorite moments were when he was alone, or felt alone. Lying in bed in the morning, watching sunlight flickering like a restless bird on the wall. He

Jhumpa Lahiri