“I have a beard of fog that I wear on misty mornings. It’s not cigarette smoke, but I’d understand if you wanted to shave it off and inhale it.”
― Jarod Kintz
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The morning always has a way of creeping up on me and peeking in my bedroom windows
The longest way must have its close
Morning without you is a dwindled dawn- Be willing to be a beginner every single morning.
The happiest part of a man’s life
I get up every morning and it’s going to be a great day
This makes it hard to plan the day
to breathe, to think, to enjoy, to love—then make that day count- Morning is when the wick is lit
I will never be a morning person, for the moon and I, are too much in love- Every morning is a fresh beginning
- Mine was a world of rooftops and love songs