You only get one
You only get one sunrise and one sunset a day, and you only get so many days on the planet. A good photographer does the math and doesn’t waste either. Galen Rowell
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You only get one sunrise and one sunset a day, and you only get so many days on the planet. A good photographer does the math and doesn’t waste either. Galen Rowell
I can’t tell you how many times in the ’90s I’d meet somebody, we’d be having a nice time, and they’d sigh and go, ‘This is exactly like Before Sunrise.’ And I’d have to get up and leave. Ethan Hawke
When you do ‘Before Sunset,’ you know while it’s a limited audience, there was a very small group of people that love ‘Before Sunrise.’ You feel a certain pressure to make sure that you uphold a level of quality that has been a bar. You set a bar and you have to at least match … Read more
With this sunrise somehow I felt I was exactly where I was supposed to be… Have faith, the light seemed to announce. Ethan Hawke
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
every day a million miracles begin at sunrise! Eric Jerome Dickey
The whole east was flecked With flashing streaks and shafts of amethyst, While a light crimson mist Went up before the mounting luminary, And all the strips of cloud began to vary Their hues, and all the zenith seemed to ope As if to show a cope beyond the cope! Epes Sargent
AMPLE make this bed. Make this bed with awe; In it wait till judgment break Excellent and fair. Be its mattress straight, Be its pillow round; Let no sunrise’ yellow noise Interrupt this ground. Emily Dickinson
An altered look about the hills; A Tyrian light the village fills; A wider sunrise in the dawn; A deeper twilight on the lawn; A print of a vermilion foot; A purple finger on the slope; A flippant fly upon the pane; A spider at his trade again; An added strut in chanticleer; A flower … Read more
Angels in the early morning may be seen the dews among. Stooping, plucking, smiling, flying. Do the buds to them belong? Emily Dickinson