“And what will happen in the morning when the world it gets
So crowded that you can't look out the window in the morning?”

“When it comes to making life meaningful, what secular humanists hanker after is something they can't have and don't need. What they do need, if meaninglessness makes it impossible to get out of bed in the morning, is Prozac.”

“In the morning when you finally go
And the nurse runs in with her head hung low,
And the cardinal hits the window.
In the morning in the winter shade,
On the first of March, on the holiday,
I thought I saw you breathing.”

“One winter morning Peter woke up and looked out the window. Snow had fallen during the night. It covered everything as far as he could see.”

“I stuck my head out the window this morning and spring kissed me bang in the face.”

“…and what gets me out of bed in the mornings continues to be the expectation of what might happen, all unannounced. I'm always expecting the unexpected, and I still fantasise about what might still be.”

“And, when the bulbs do flash,
as bright as morning,
the crowd keeps on gathering
like an electric storm.”

“So what shape was the world in this morning? Even flatter than yesterday.”

“You have to have a dream so you can get up in the morning.”

“I'm going to get you a broken alarm clock so you'll get up in the morning.”