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We have no great cause to desire the approach of day. Star Trek: The Next Generation s3e10: The Defector, dude with axe
The light that reveals to us the path to Christ comes from Lucifer. He is the light giver. He is aptly named the Morning Star because it is his light that heralds for man the dawn of the greater consciousness. He is present when that dawn is realised. David Spangler, Reflections on the Christ
Rosy-fingered dawn. Homer, The Odyssey
The grey-eyed morn smiles on the frowning night,
Chequ’ring the eastern clouds with streaks of light. William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet II ii 1-2, Friar Laurence to self
But look, the morn in russet mantle clad
Walks o’er the dew of yon high eastern hill. William Shakespeare, Hamlet I i 147-148, Horatio to Marcellus
A dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world. Oscar Wilde
And so we remained till the red of the dawn began to fall through the snow gloom. I was desolate and afraid, and full of woe and terror. But when that beautiful sun began to climb the horizon life was to me again. Bram Stoker
The nearer the dawn the darker the night. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The dawn of a new day for world communism ... Clinton with the dawn of a new day. Obama: a new day in America. The Soviet coat of arms graphically represents the dawn of a new day for the whole world ... It’s everywhere. Jordan Maxwell, The Dawn of a New Day
My fellow Germans, awaken! The new day is dawning. Adolf Hitler
He got out of bed and peeped through the blinds. To the east and opposite to him gardens and an apple-orchard lay, and there in strange liquid tranquility hung the morning star, and rose, rilling into the dusk of night the first grey of dawn. The street beneath its autumn leaves was vacant, charmed, deserted. Walter de la Mare, The Return
Dawn in Mongolia was an amazing thing. In one instant, the horizon became a faint line suspended in the darkness, and then the line was drawn upward, higher and higher. It was as if a giant hand had stretched down from the sky and slowly lifted the curtain of night from the face of the earth. It was a magnificent sight, far greater in scale ... than anything that I, with my limited human faculties, could fully comprehend. Haruki Murakami, The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle
I have always been delighted at the prospect of a new day, a fresh try, one more start, with perhaps a bit of magic waiting somewhere behind the morning. J B Priestley