Dawn Quotes

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Leonora Carrington
“We went down into the silent garden. Dawn is the time when nothing breathes, the hour of silence. Everything is transfixed, only the light moves.”
Leonora Carrington

Stephenie Meyer
“Hey, Rosalie? Do you know how to drown a blonde? Stick a mirror to the bottom of a pool.”
Stephenie Meyer, Breaking Dawn

J.K. Rowling
“Dawn was breaking over the horizon, shell pink and faintly gold...”
J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows
tags: dawn

Arthur Rimbaud
“À l'aurore, armés d'une ardente patience, nous entrerons aux splendides Villes.

(In the dawn, armed with a burning patience, we shall enter the splendid Cities.)
Arthur Rimbaud, A Season in Hell & Other Poems

Charlotte Eriksson
“I woke up early and took the first train to take me away from the city. The noise and all its people. I was alone on the train and had no idea where I was going, and that’s why I went there. Two hours later we arrived in a small town, one of those towns with one single coffee shop and where everyone knows each other’s name. I walked for a while until I found the water, the most peaceful place I know. There I sat and stayed the whole day, with nothing and everything on my mind, cleaning my head. Silence, I learned, is some times the most beautiful sound.”
Charlotte Eriksson

Vera Nazarian
“Have you ever seen the dawn? Not a dawn groggy with lack of sleep or hectic with mindless obligations and you about to rush off on an early adventure or business, but full of deep silence and absolute clarity of perception? A dawning which you truly observe, degree by degree. It is the most amazing moment of birth. And more than anything it can spur you to action. Have a burning day.”
Vera Nazarian, The Perpetual Calendar of Inspiration

Oscar Wilde
“Veil after veil of thin dusky gauze is lifted, and by degrees the forms and colours of things are restored to them, and we watch the dawn remaking the world in its antique pattern.”
Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray

Omar Khayyám
“Wake! For the Sun, who scatter'd into flight
The Stars before him from the Field of Night,
Drives Night along with them from Heav'n,
and strikes
The Sultan's Turret with a Shaft of Light”
Omar Khayyám, The Ruba'iyat of Omar Khayyam

John Ruskin
“Let every dawn of morning be to you as the beginning of life, and every setting sun be to you as its close.”
John Ruskin, The Two Paths
tags: dawn, life

Charles A. Lindbergh
“On a long flight, after periods of crisis and many hours of fatigue, mind and body may become disunited until at times they seem completely different elements, as though the body were only a home with which the mind has been associated but by no means bound. Consciousness grows independent of the ordinary senses. You see without assistance from the eyes, over distances beyond the visual horizon. There are moments when existence appears independent even of the mind. The importance of physical desire and immediate surroundings is submerged in the apprehension of universal values.

For unmeasurable periods, I seem divorced from my body, as though I were an awareness spreading out through space, over the earth and into the heavens, unhampered by time or substance, free from the gravitation that binds to heavy human problems of the world. My body requires no attention. It's not hungry. It's neither warm or cold. It's resigned to being left undisturbed. Why have I troubled to bring it here? I might better have left it back at Long Island or St. Louis, while the weightless element that has lived within it flashes through the skies and views the planet. This essential consciousness needs no body for its travels. It needs no plane, no engine, no instruments, only the release from flesh which circumstances I've gone through make possible.

Then what am I – the body substance which I can see with my eyes and feel with my hands? Or am I this realization, this greater understanding which dwells within it, yet expands through the universe outside; a part of all existence, powerless but without need for power; immersed in solitude, yet in contact with all creation? There are moments when the two appear inseparable, and others when they could be cut apart by the merest flash of light.

While my hand is on the stick, my feet on the rudder, and my eyes on the compass, this consciousness, like a winged messenger, goes out to visit the waves below, testing the warmth of water, the speed of wind, the thickness of intervening clouds. It goes north to the glacial coasts of Greenland, over the horizon to the edge of dawn, ahead to Ireland, England, and the continent of Europe, away through space to the moon and stars, always returning, unwillingly, to the mortal duty of seeing that the limbs and muscles have attended their routine while it was gone.”
Charles A. Lindbergh, The Spirit of St. Louis

C.C. Hunter
“See,” he said playfully, and arched his eyebrows. “Admit it.” He moved in. His mouth ame so close to hers that she could practically feel it moving when he spoke.
“Admit what?” She put a little tease in her own voice, hoping she drove him crazy as he drove her.
“Admit that you like my kisses and yes to going out with me”
C.C. Hunter, Awake at Dawn

Ray Bradbury
“The zipper displaces the button and a man lacks just that much time to think while dressing at dawn, a philosophical hour, and thus a melancholy hour.”
Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

Roger Zelazny
“The day of battle dawned pink as the fresh-bitten thigh of a maiden.”
Roger Zelazny, Lord of Light

Pablo Neruda
“You are the trembling of time, that passes
between vertical light and darkened sky,”
Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets

Anthony Liccione
“Foolishness sleeps soundly, while knowledge turns with each thinking hour, longing for the dawn of answers.”
Anthony Liccione

Alfred Jarry
“Dawn was breaking, like the light from another world.”
Alfred Jarry, The Supermale
tags: dawn

Dave Pelzer
“I'm so alive.

As I stand facing the beauty of the never-ending Pacific Ocean, a late afternoon breeze blows down from the hills behind. As always, it is a beautiful day. The sun is making its final descent. The magic is about to begin. The skies are ready to burn with brilliance, as it turns from a soft blue to a bright orange. Looking towards the West, I stare in awe at the hypnotic power of the waves. A giant curl begins to take form, then breaks with a thundering clap as it crashes on the shore.”
Dave Pelzer, A Child Called "It"

“It is easy to forget now, how effervescent and free we all felt that summer. Everything fades: the shimmer of gold over White Cove; the laughter in the night air; the lavender early morning light on the faces of skyscrapers, which had suddenly become so heroically tall. Every dawn seemed to promise fresh miracles, among other joys that are in short supply these days. And so I will try to tell you, while I still remember, how it was then, before everything changed-that final season of the era that roared.”
Anna Godbersen, Bright Young Things

Sorin Cerin
“The dawn of beauty always comes after night.”
Sorin Cerin, Wisdom Collection: The Book of Wisdom

Murasaki Shikibu
“Ceaseless as the interminable voices of the bell-cricket, all night till dawn my tears flow.”
Murasaki Shikibu, The Tale of Genji

Toba Beta
“At dawn of man, many words of inspiration.
At the end, there will be words of revelation.”
Toba Beta, My Ancestor Was an Ancient Astronaut

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
“The nearer the dawn
the darker the night.”
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Walter de la Mare
“He got out of bed and peeped through the blinds. To the east and opposite to him gardens and an apple-orchard lay, and there in strange liquid tranquility hung the morning star, and rose, rilling into the dusk of night the first grey of dawn. The street beneath its autumn leaves was vacant, charmed, deserted.”
Walter de la Mare, The Return

J.R.R. Tolkien
“And in that very moment, away behind in some far corner of the city, a cock crowed. Shrill and clear he crowed reckoning nothing of wizardry or war, welcoming only the morning that in the sky far above the shadows of death was coming with the dawn.”
J.R.R. Tolkien, The Return of the King

Dan Brown
“Outside the window, a bank of clouds appeared on the horizon, inching slowly across the sky, finally slipping across the Moon and blocking out its radiant light. As he clicked off his overhead light, he turned his eyes one last time to the heavens. Outside, in the newly fallen darkness, the world had been transformed. The sky had become a glistening tapestry of stars.”
Dan Brown

Margaret Atwood
“Why is it that night falls, instead of rising, like the dawn? Yet if you look east, at sunset, you can see night rising, not falling; darkness lifting into the sky, up from the horizon...”
Margaret Atwood, The Handmaid's Tale

Cynthia Leitich Smith
“That's when it happens. Maybe it was my argument. Maybe it was my scary zeal. Whatever the reason, as soon as Megan whistles, the crowd is on its feet.
They're blowing bubbles. They're raising their lighters high.
They're cheering through their fangs...
For Dawn Summers, for themselves and each other, for every sibling who got tossed into a situation beyond her control.
For me.
And for my sister, who whistles again...
Once more with feeling.”
Cynthia Leitich Smith, Geektastic: Stories from the Nerd Herd

D.H. Lawrence
“And when the dawn comes creeping in,
Cautiously I shall raise
Myself to watch the daylight win.”
D.H. Lawrence, The Complete Poems of D.H. Lawrence

Carlos Ruiz Zafón
“I still remember the day my father took me to the Cemetery of Forgotten Books for the first time. It was the early summer of 1945, and we walked through the streets of a Barcelona trapped beneath ashen skies as dawn poured over Rambla de Santa Monica in a wreath of liquid copper.”
Carlos Ruiz Zafón, The Shadow of the Wind

Miguel Serrano
“This is a story of eternal love, which is born among the ices but which is soon mixed with dreams of death and of a new dawn.

The first heroes were those who surrendered themselves to the holocaust of love.

As they died, they caught a last glimpse of the City of Dawn and felt for the last time the milky lightning of the moon.”
Miguel Serrano, The Visits of the Queen of Sheba

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