“Because it is morning, it is morning, and there is so much to see.”

“’Neath cold sand I dreamed of death / but woke at dawn to see / in glory, the bright, the morning star.
This was not judgement day — only morning. Morning: excellent and fair.”

“That's a Sunday morning goal; it's certainly Sunday morning defending. Simple as you'd like, thank you very much! What a present!”

“I may not enter the garden,
Though I know the road thereto;
And morn by morn to the gateway
I see the children go.”

“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?”

“So much there is to see, but our morning eyes describe a different world than do our afternoon eyes, and surely our wearied evening eyes can report only a weary evening world.”

“She loved you in the morning because the day was new.”

“But the little boy said…
"There are so many colors in the rainbow
So many colors in the morning sun
So many colors in the flowers and I see every one."”

“He who talks too much says "Good morning" to horses!”

“In the morning it was morning and I was still alive.”