#sunrise

Know where to find the sunrise and sunset times and note how the sky looks at those times, at least once. ↗

— Marilyn vos Savant

#how #know #least #looks #note

I had a rule that I had to go to bed before the sun came up. So I used to look up the sunrise times because I thought it would be bad karma to be going to bed as dawn was arriving. ↗

— Eric Schmidt

#bad #because #bed #before #came

You get in before sunrise and you get out after sunset and you go home, eat and collapse. While you're aware of the ratings, you aren't prepared for the response of the fans. ↗

— Parker Stevenson

#aware #before #collapse #eat #fans

The morning always has a way of creeping up on me and peeking in my bedroom windows. The sunrise is such a pervert. ↗

— Jarod Kintz

#morning #pervert #strange #sunrise #change

It was not so much a modification of the darkness, as a sigh of relief, a slight relaxing of tension, so that one felt, rather than saw, that the night had suddenly lost a shade of its density... ah! yes; there! between these two shoulders of the hills she is bleeding to death. ↗

— Hope Mirrlees

#death

There is only thing I can rely on that has never ever disappointed me. And that is the sun setting and the moon rising. That is a type of love I can never explain. ↗

— Brooke Bida

#love

At sunrise everything is luminous but not clear. It is those we live with and love and should know who elude us. You can love completely without complete understanding. ↗

— Norman Maclean

#complete #complete understanding #completely #elude #everything

Over the plains of Ethiopia the sun rose as I had not seen it in seven years. A big, cool, empty sky flushed a little above a rim of dark mountains. The landscape 20,000 feet below gathered itself from the dark and showed a pale gleam of grass, a sheen of water. The red deepened and pulsed, radiating streaks of fire. There hung the sun, like a luminous spider's egg, or a white pearl, just below the rim of the mountains. Suddenly it swelled, turned red, roared over the horizon and drove up the sky like a train engine. I knew how far below in the swelling heat the birds were an orchestra in the trees about the villages of mud huts; how the long grass was straightening while dangling locks of dewdrops dwindled and dried; how the people were moving out into the fields about the business of herding and hoeing. ↗

— Doris Lessing

#ethiopia #nature #sunrise #business

There’d been blood in his eyes and Johnny was dying, but it was the most beautiful and frozen dawn Elisha had ever seen. He’d laid on the ground and stared through red stains at a bloody sun and bloody clouds and night’s last death whisper. Even the blind remember a dawn like that. ↗

— Kendra L. Saunders

#inanimate-objects #sunrise #beauty

I hate being told by strange men in the street to smile, to make them feel better about their boring lives ↗

— Julie Deply "Celine"

#men