Dawn was breaking over the horizon, shell pink and faintly gold...
J.K. RowlingTag: dawn
The day of battle dawned pink as the fresh-bitten thigh of a maiden.
Roger ZelaznyHave you ever seen the dawn? Not a dawn groggy with lack of sleep or hectic with mindless obligations and you about to rush off on an early adventure or business, but full of deep silence and absolute clarity of perception? A dawning which you truly observe, degree by degree. It is the most amazing moment of birth. And more than anything it can spur you to action. Have a burning day.
Vera NazarianTag: day inspiration morning birth dawn new-day beginning new commencement new-start start
Dawn was breaking, like the light from another world.
Alfred JarryTag: dawn
À l'aurore, armés d'une ardente patience, nous entrerons aux splendides Villes.
(In the dawn, armed with a burning patience, we shall enter the splendid Cities.)
Tag: heaven hope desire resurrection dawn splendor
We went down into the silent garden. Dawn is the time when nothing breathes, the hour of silence. Everything is transfixed, only the light moves.
Leonora CarringtonHey, Rosalie? Do you know how to drown a blonde? Stick a mirror to the bottom of a pool.
Stephenie MeyerTag: humor breaking dawn mirror jacob rosalie
I'm so alive.
As I stand facing the beauty of the never-ending Pacific Ocean, a late afternoon breeze blows down from the hills behind. As always, it is a beautiful day. The sun is making its final descent. The magic is about to begin. The skies are ready to burn with brilliance, as it turns from a soft blue to a bright orange. Looking towards the West, I stare in awe at the hypnotic power of the waves. A giant curl begins to take form, then breaks with a thundering clap as it crashes on the shore.
Tag: optimism happiness magic dawn seashore
That's when it happens. Maybe it was my argument. Maybe it was my scary zeal. Whatever the reason, as soon as Megan whistles, the crowd is on its feet.
They're blowing bubbles. They're raising their lighters high.
They're cheering through their fangs...
For Dawn Summers, for themselves and each other, for every sibling who got tossed into a situation beyond her control.
For me.
And for my sister, who whistles again...
Once more with feeling.
...it was if another planet were calling. The call, embodied, issued in liquid syllables from the mouth of the Arab sailor who, on the prow of the Vestra each sun-up, looked toward the East and sang the Persian song:
Hearken unto dawn, oh, my soul...
Let good come unto the world.
Tag: soul travel good song dawn traveling call persian sun-up
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