I take a few moments in the morning just to breathe while I drink my morning coffee or right before I get out of bed.
Everything I do, I’m always playing music. When I wake up in the morning, I’m playing music. When I’m showering, I’ve got music playing. When I go to the field, music is playing.
When I am listening to Vivaldi or Japanese music or making spaghetti at 3 in the morning and realize that I don’t have the proper sauce for it, fame is of no use.
I love getting up in the morning. I love coming to my office. I love going to movie sets. It’s really what every parent wishes for their kid – to do what makes them happy.
I wake up in the morning and my heart is light, man. It’s not heavy. I don’t have skeletons in the closet on their way out.
On the last morning of Virginia’s bloodiest year since the Civil War, I built a fire and sat facing a window of darkness where at sunrise I knew I would find the sea.
I wake up in the morning, I do a little stretching exercises, pick up the horn and play.
Thank God every morning when you get up that you have something to do that day, which must be done, whether you like it or not.
I write in the morning, I walk in the afternoon and I read in the evening. It’s a very easy, lovely life.
I woke up one morning thinking about wolves and realized that wolf packs function as families. Everyone has a role, and if you act within the parameters of your role, the whole pack succeeds, and when that falls apart, so does the pack.
It’s amazing the things that you cry at. I cry when I smell my son’s hair in the morning. We have a moment of peace and I’ll be like, ‘Ahhhh! How can you love this much?’
I’m a morning person.
I was raised in an evangelical Methodist church. Evangelical meant that though you had been baptized and made a member of the church on Sunday morning, you still had to be ‘saved’ on Sunday night. I wanted to be saved, but I did not think you should fake it.
I remind myself every morning: Nothing I say this day will teach me anything. So if I’m going to learn, I must do it by listening.
Get up tomorrow early in the morning, and earlier than you did today, and do the best that you can. Always stay near me, for tomorrow I will have much to do and more than I ever had, and tomorrow blood will leave my body above the breast.
Every morning I would rise at the crack of dawn and after the usual ablutions, would get into my sports kit and dash off to the track, where I would run two or three miles cross-country, in the company of my coach.
My aunt had a season ticket for the Friday afternoon concerts, and I would go down for lessons. My lessons were Saturday morning.
I wake up each morning and make my schedule, and when I do, I plan the work around when I’ll be able to handle it best.
I’m obsessed with radio. It’s a good start to Sunday morning.
It ain’t as bad as you think. It will look better in the morning.
I like to work in the morning. I like to sometimes go to a place where I’m all alone where I’m not going to get a phone call early that hurts my feelings, because once my feelings are hurt, I’m dead in the water.
I’m not really out in the world all that much. I mean, I live with no phone signal, in the hills surrounded by trees, and I have, like, a mom and two baby deer that come by all the time, and my dogs and the squirrels are in a full-on feud every morning.
There is a fundamental situation in which the country has reached rock bottom, that a mother can’t send her children out of the house in the morning. The country has reached rock bottom and this needs to be changed.
Once I’m committed to a role, I will go very deep into it, even when I’m not at work. I’ll keep on studying the script, maybe 40 or 50 times. I might call a scriptwriter at three in the morning to say I’ve thought of something new.
I am never at my best in the early morning, especially a cold morning in the Yorkshire spring with a piercing March wind sweeping down from the fells, finding its way inside my clothing, nipping at my nose and ears.
You know what it’s like to wake up in the middle of the night with a vivid dream? And you know that if you don’t have a pencil and pad by the bed, it will be completely gone by the next morning. Sometimes it’s important to wake up and stop dreaming. When a really great dream shows up, grab it.
The two most joyous times of the year are Christmas morning and the end of school.
Looking at Mount Kenya in the morning is a holistic experience. I go back at least once a year.
My brain is so anxiety-prone, like a pinball machine. If I don’t get up in the morning and focus my thinking, my breathing, and my being for about 12 minutes, I’m just a screwball all day long.
The fun of sitting around Pangong Lake with 40 guys around a fireplace, having a glass of wine… staying in one camp together… that’s an experience. Waking up at 5 in the morning, watching the sun come up. You don’t do these things in Bombay.
If I wash my hair in the morning, then I usually air-dry it. In warmer weather, if I walk my dog, by the time I am back in, it is usually nice and dry!
Do you know how many calories are in butter and cheese and ice cream? Would you get your dog up in the morning for a cup of coffee and a donut?
If we were to wake up some morning and find that everyone was the same race, creed and color, we would find some other causes for prejudice by noon.
In the morning we received some very thin coffee. For lunch we had potato soup with a few pieces of meat in it, in the evening we had a very thin meat soup with some potatoes in it.
The only time in my career I’ve lost sleep – wake up 3:30 in the morning, and you know you’re not going back to sleep – is when I’ve been an entrepreneur. Even in the financial crisis.
Somebody said to me this morning, ‘To what do you attribute your longevity?’ I don’t know. I mean, I couldn’t have planned my life out better. By all accounts I should be dead! The abuse I put my body through: the drugs, the alcohol, the lifestyle I’ve lived the last 30 years!
I remember getting to New York and riding the subway in the morning to go to a doctor’s appointment, and getting jealous of commuters that were going to their jobs.
As a producer, the most important call you can get is on Saturday morning, when the Friday-night grosses come in. As a director, you want your film to be successful. But your outlook is a bit different. You become very conscious of the reviews.
The amazing thing about love and attention and encouragement and grace and success and joy is that these things are infinite. We get a new supply every single morning, and so we can give it away all day. We never, ever have to monitor the supply of others or grab or hoard.
People feel repressed by their own governments; they feel unfairly treated by the outside world; they wake up in the morning, and who do they see – they see people being shot and killed: all Muslims from Afghanistan, Iraq, Somalia, Sudan, Darfur.
Wherever my story takes me, however dark and difficult the theme, there is always some hope and redemption, not because readers like happy endings, but because I am an optimist at heart. I know the sun will rise in the morning, that there is a light at the end of every tunnel.
We could hardly wait to get up in the morning.
I try to work out daily in the morning hours. This drives up energy levels dramatically. You’ll feel more inspired. And you’ll need less sleep.
There are so many songs in my heart and in my brain. I wake up at 2 in the morning, and I have to get up and sing them. There are so many of them, it’s ridiculous.
Another thing that’s quite different in writing a book as a practicing newspaperman is that if you look at what you’ve written the next morning and you think you didn’t get it quite right, you can fix it.
I write for a radio show that, no matter what, will go on the air Saturday at five o’clock central time. You learn to write toward that deadline, to let the adrenaline pick you up on Friday morning and carry you through, to cook up a monologue about Lake Wobegon and get to the theater on time.
I have an orthopedic pillow that’s made out of a sponge material. I have a plate in my throat, and I have to be careful or I could end up with a bad neck in the morning. That pillow is a must everywhere I go.
Apple has the radio stations, so I go R&B in the morning, and then I’ll go with some hip-hop before the game. But after the game, it’s more meditation music. It’s not artists; it’s more whatever is being played.
One improvement I have learned from my childhood experience with my father: I do not threaten punishment in the morning. That was awful. Late into the night I would lie awake tossing and wondering what he was going to do to me. Usually he did nothing. A quiet, impressive ‘talking to’ was all I got.
In live action movies, you just hope that everything works. Because the actor may had a bad morning and doesn’t play good, or accidents happen continuously. Many things contradict what you are trying to say. But in cartoons, nothing contradict what you want to say.
I got up one Christmas morning and we didn’t have nothing to eat. We didn’t have an apple, we didn’t have an orange, we didn’t have a cake, we didn’t have nothing.
Nixon was so crooked that he needed servants to help him screw his pants on every morning.
