Quote by Lawrence Block

“...how a familiar room slowly changes colour as morning arrives.”

— Louisa Thomsen Brits

“The window had gone a clear lit purple, dusk that looked like thunder. Fine clouds shifted, restless.”

— Tana French

“Then morning comes, saying, "This was a night.”

— Robert Lowell

“The brilliant blue of the morning sky has faded, as if left out too long in the sun.”

— Christina Baker Kline

“The morning was glorious, one of those crystalline, dry, blue, fall days when the temperature hovers right at anticipation.”

— Richard Powers

“There was cold sunlight outside the window.”

— James Joyce

“Getting dark now; always does at night.”

— C.S. Lewis

“It was like the arrival of night when you knew that you would never see anything in daylight again.”

— Colm Tóibín

“There was this time of morning that always gave me peace. I liked to call it the "Violet hour." Not because it was my…

— Victoria Benton Frank

“I just sit there. The morning started out like crystal, but the day has turned to broken glass.”

— Sharon M. Draper

“The morning was full of sunlight and hope.”

— Kate Chopin

“The room seemed to have grown darker, as if all the sad light of the cloudy evening had taken refuge on her forehead.”

— Joseph Conrad