Mornings belong to whatever is new; the current composition. Afternoons are for naps and letters.
There's been a lot of coming home in the early mornings after funny nights out, having bizarre sandwiches in bed.
I dislike snobby people, routine housework and getting up early in the morning, and central heating.
I'll spend my mornings at the sunshine café.
This terrifying world is not devoid of charms, of the mornings that make waking up worthwhile.
When I bought my farm, I did not know what a bargain I had in the bluebirds, daffodils and thrushes; as little did I know what sublime mornings and sunsets I was buying.
Warm evenings, pale mornings, bottle of blues
President Obama recently said that his day is all about politics, so in the mornings he likes to watch ESPN. So if you get the feeling he's repeating himself every half hour, that's where he learned it from.
When you consider how many millions of workdays begin with hangovers great and small, it is mildly surprising to find how few real descriptions of the experience our literature can boast.
The only thing I have to give to make you smile, to win you with, are all the mornings still to live.
There are of course mornings when you wouldn't mind a lie in.
