One morning I shot an elephant in my pajamas. How he got into my pajamas I'll never know.
No man knows till he has suffered from the night how sweet and dear to his heart and eye the morning can be.
The man with the best job in the country is the vice-president. All he has to do is get up every morning and say, 'How is the president?'
I have always felt that the moment when you first wake up in the morning is the most wonderful of the twenty-four hours. No matter how weary or dreary you may feel, you possess the certainty that, during the day that lies before you, absolutely anything may happen. And the fact that it practically always doesn't, matters not a jot. The possibility is always there.
As one gets older, it happens that in the morning one fails to remember the airplane trip to be taken in a few hours or the lecture scheduled for the afternoon.
That's the trouble with being me. At this point, nobody gives a damn what my problem is. I could literally have a tumor on the side of my head and they'd be like, 'Yeah, big deal. I'd eat a tumor every morning for the kinda money you're pulling down. '
Every morning I jump out of bed and step on a landmine. The landmine is me. After the explosion, I spent the rest of the day putting the pieces together.
Every morning brings new potential, but if you dwell on the misfortunes of the day before, you tend to overlook tremendous opportunities.
I want to be happy because it is beneficial for me but also because I want to be a messenger of happiness to my friends and family.
It seems to me that trying to live without friends is like milking a bear to get cream for your morning coffee. It is a whole lot of trouble, and then not worth much after you get it.
I arise in the morning torn between a desire to improve the world and a desire to enjoy the world. This makes it hard to plan the day.
Because knowledge is not for showing off. If I do good work, people should notice me.
How like herrings and onions our vices are in the morning after we have committed them.
Early morning cheerfulness can be extremely obnoxious.
It's always such a joy that you wake up in the morning and there's work to do.
We sleep, but the loom of life never stops, and the pattern which was weaving when the sun went down is weaving when it comes up in the morning.
I wake up every morning at nine and grab for the morning paper. Then I look at the obituary page. If my name is not on it, I get up.
The happiest part of a man's life is what he passes lying awake in bed in the morning.
Lose an hour in the morning, and you will spend all day looking for it.
For nature gives to every time and season some beauties of its own; and from morning to night, as from the cradle to the grave, it is but a succession of changes so gentle and easy that we can scarcely mark their progress.