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When the dawn was still long hours away, bad thoughts took on flesh and began to walk. In the middle of the night thoughts became zombies.

When you're heading into Anzac cove you are going into this battle situation staring into the sun. So, any movement in that water, any glint is going to be seen for miles away. Even in the first rays of dawn, there's nowhere to hide.

Where our knowledge of beauty harmonizes with the ludus naturae, sorcery begins.No, not spoon-bending or horoscopy, not the Golden Dawn or make-believe shamanism, astral projection or the Satanic Mass--if it's mumbo jumbo you want go for the real stuff, banking, politics, social science--not that weak blavatskian crap.

Where others see but the dawn coming over the hill, I see the soul of God shouting for joy.

Winter dawn is the color of metal, The trees stiffen into place like burnt nerves.

Whom the dawn sees proud, evening sees prostrate.

Why is it that the finish line always tends to appear just after the point at which we most want to give up? is it the universe's way of reserving the best for those who can give the most? What I do know, from nature, is that the dawn only appears after the darkest hour.

Who wouldn't prefer having breakfast in bed to getting up at the crack of dawn and having a cup of coffee in a studio makeup department?

You may as well know, also, that every great leader, from the dawn of civilization down to the present, was a dreamer.

Yon grey lines That fret the clouds are messengers of day.

You haven't partied until you've partied at dawn in complete silence with Buddhist monks.

You're not the way everyone says you are," Kaye said, looking at him so fiercely that he couldn't meet her gaze. "I know you're not." "You know nothing of me," he said. He wanted to punish her for the trust he saw on her face, to raze it from her now so that he would be spared the sight of her when that trust was betrayed. He wanted to tell her he found her impossibly alluring, at least half enchanted, body bruised and scratched, utterly unaware she would not live past dawn. He wondered what she would say in the face of that.

Your days pass like rainbows, like a flash of lightning, like a star at dawn. Your life is short. How can you quarrel?

You're not one to take lightly, to love of for an evening and leave of a dawn.

Your god must once have stood at a dawn of infinite possibilities, and this is what he's made of it. You tell me that I want God's love? I don't. Perhaps I want forgiveness, but there's no-one to ask it of. And there's no going back, there's no setting things right, there's only the hope of nothingness.

A crimson fire that vanquishes the stars;A pungent odor from the dusty sage;A sudden stirring of the huddled herds;A breaking of the distant table-landsThrough purple mists ascending, and the flareOf water ditches silver in the light;A swift, bright lance hurled low across the world;A sudden sickness for the hills of home.

Your mom is my sunset, and you are my dawn.

¿Acaso esto era de lo que se trataba el amor? ¿Pensar que una chica se veía hermosa en su pijama y sus gafas? ¿Que probablemente yo era el único que ella había dejado que la viera usándolas? ¿Era esa una cosa buena o una cosa mala?

A bloody gloaming then, and bloodier still as twilight fades to dawn.

And stay, my dear stay... forever, as my quiet song, in my lilac dawn.

ALATE POSTULATE When angels were invented, flight required wings

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.)

And after the dawn of the morning, the sun greets me and acknowledges my spirit and strength! I am the wanderer and I keep wandering in search of a nothingness. I am the wanderer and wandering is my destiny!

And Milo, full of thoughts and questions, curled up on the pages of tomorrow's music and eagerly awaited the dawn.

And then it explodes in bright plumes of orange and red, a sun to split the silver darkness.

ADEPT ADAPTATION Potholes on the road of life sharpen our maneuverability skills Kamil Ali

ADVERSE REVERSE Advanced technology has regressed us into warmongering apes with superior weapons Kamil Ali

All night the earth and the heavens followed their usual arrangements. Stars passed: an immense tide hung over them. A silent sea raced back with the sun, its wave turn-over small, delicate and comfortless. The most glorious of all stars hung above the sun's threshold and went out. An hour later the sun governed the earth again, mist-chasing, flower-opening, bird-rousing, ghost-driving, spirit-shepherding back out the various gates of sleep.

a major reason why we wake up each day is to know the real reasons why we wake up each day

At birth and at dawn for each and every day it triumphs over the eclipse. It is the very first thing that you see. Its power is blinding at first, anon it opens our eyes to the allure of the world. Each moment it breathes life into us, warms our souls and colors our skin. At gloaming it seems to wane, while it privily awaits a time to give birth to a new circle of life.

At dawn, we awake to new dreams, new times, a new life. Each day is a time to start again, a blank slate to fill with daily wishes, daily dreams. Each day is a new life with new opportunity to be whoever we want to be.

As dawn leaks into the sky it edits out the stars like excess punctuation marks, deleting asterisks and periods, commas, and semi-colons, leaving only unhinged thoughts rotating and pivoting, and unsecured words.

A SHADE OF CLASS Benevolence is gift-wrapped in a variety of beautiful skin colors Kamil Ali

...at dawn, the grains of sleep turn to floating black spots, then out of focus the world tilts, and the cat scratches at the door...

At dawn of man, many words of inspiration. At the end, there will be words of revelation.

At the end of the day…we are anchoring into the peaceful lagoon, smiling at the majestic sun and its flirting rays, slowly slipping into the glittering ballroom of immense night skies, sipping on the platinum moon liquor under the blues of rippling waves kissing my golden foot hanging over the board of gently rocking boat, and diving into the bed of galaxies whispering magical stories of their eternal lives connecting souls…till the dawn…

...before the dawn I leave the night behind me and before my heart I let you leave me behind. - from the poem 'Behind

Birthing is never easy or without pain, be it a universe, a child, or a fresh start in life. Contraction precedes expansion. Darkness comes before dawn. Joy follows pain. This is the way of things.

Before you speak... I have already heard. Before you see... I had seen a million times. Before you reach... I came and departed, so is the way and life of a versatile soul.

Carl sat musing until the sun leaped above the prairie, and in the grass about him all the small creatures of day began to tune their tiny instruments. Birds and insects without number began to chirp, to twitter, to snap and whistle, to make all manner of fresh shrill noises. The pasture was flooded with light; every clump of ironweed and snow-on-the-mountain threw a long shadow, and the golden light seemed to be rippling through the curly grass like the tide racing in.

Bosch knew the dawn had nothing on the dusk. Dawn always came up ugly, as if the sun was clumsy and in a hurry. The dusk was smoother, the moon more graceful. Maybe it was because the moon was more patient. In life and nature, Bosch thought, darkness always waits.

CHARADE PARADE A 'Special Day' once a year creates an excuse for neglect on the other 365 days for mothers, fathers & veterans

CRITIC OR CITRIC? Anagram of ordinary passing judgement on talented Kamil Ali

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.

Dawn appears when it appears.

Dawn is dawn.

DARE TO COMPARE If you're without imperfection, hurl the first insult at a challenged person Kamil Ali

Dawn and dusk are mutual friends of the sun; one opens the door for him to a brand new day and the other one has to shut it to embrace the darkness of night.

Dawn raced like fire across the savanna.

Dawn and its excesses always reminded me of heaven, a place where I have always known I would not be comfortable.