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  • A heap of broken images, where the sun beats, And the dead tree gives no shelter, the cricket no relief, And the dry stone no sound of water. Only There is shadow under this red rock, (Come in under the shadow of this red rock), And I will show you something different from either Your shadow at morning striding behind you Or your shadow at evening rising to meet you; I will show you fear in a handful of dust.
  • 5 years ago



    Tags : T. S. Eliot Quotes , Morning Quotes , Fear Quotes
  • Come into the garden, Maud, For the black bat, night, has flown Come into the garden, Maud, I am here at the gate alone: And the woodbine spices are wafted abroad, And the musk of the rose is blown. For a breeze of morning moves, And the planet of Love is on high, Beginning to faint in the light that she loves On a bed of daffodil sky.
  • 5 years ago



    Tags : Alfred Lord Tennyson Quotes , Love Quotes , Morning Quotes
  • Everyone of us wakes up in the morning, goes to the bathroom, looks in the mirror and asks: "Who am I? Who am I today? Do I feel good enough? Do I feel big enough? Do I feel sexy enough?" Some days, the answer is 'yes' but sometimes it's not.
  • 6 years ago



    Tags : Aksel Hennie Quotes , Sexy Quotes , Morning Quotes
  • Every morning you put on your clothes to cover your nakedness and protect your body from inclement weather. Why don't you also clothe your soul with the garment of faith? Remember each morning the truths of your creed, and look at yourself in the mirror of your faith. Otherwise, your soul will soon be naked with the nakedness of oblivion.
  • 5 years ago



    Tags : Saint Augustine Quotes , Morning Quotes , Clothes Quotes
  • Mr. Sherlock Holmes, who was usually very late in the mornings, save upon those not infrequent occasions when he was up all night, was seated at the breakfast table. I stood upon the hearth-rug and picked up the stick which our visitor had left behind him the night before.
  • 5 years ago



    Tags : Arthur Conan Doyle Quotes , Morning Quotes , Book Quotes
  • It was the beginning of a day in June; the deep blue sky unsullied by a cloud, and teeming with brilliant light. The streets were, as yet, nearly free from passengers, the houses and shops were closed, and the healthy air of morning fell like breath from angels, on the sleeping town.
  • 5 years ago



    Tags : Charles Dickens Quotes , Nature Quotes , Morning Quotes