Every Wednesday my husband and I have a study group with our friends. I attend church. We try to devote time in the morning say a prayer.

'Old times' never come back and I suppose it's just as well. What comes back is a new morning every day in the year and that's better.

There's nothing in the world more silent than the telephone the morning after everybody pans your play. It won't ring from room service your mother won't be calling you. If the phone has not rung by 8 in the morning you're dead.

I have never been bored an hour in my life. I get up every morning wondering what new strange glamorous thing is going to happen and it happens at fairly regular intervals.

I like being in movies that have a great story. I'm not so interested in being a Hollywood star. It's a job you know. When you wake up at six in the morning every day for a week it feels like hard work.

I pray every night before I go to sleep and every morning when I wake up.

I've been keeping a diary for thirty-three years and write in it every morning. Most of it's just whining but every so often there'll be something I can use later: a joke a description a quote. It's an invaluable aid when it comes to winning arguments. 'That's not what you said on February 3 1996 ' I'll say to someone.

I'm not an employee who goes to the office every morning at the same time. Then vacations are needed.

I usually decide what to wear in the morning but sometimes I'll have a favorite coat or sweater or shoes and I'll wear them everyday for a week!

I draw flowers every day and send them to my friends so they get fresh blooms every morning.

To simply wake up every morning a better person than when I went to bed.

Smile in the mirror. Do that every morning and you'll start to see a big difference in your life.

I of course meditate for two hours every morning. It's part of my schedule I wake up at 4 a.m. every day and I love it.

I am so blessed. I've been way over-blessed. At 64 years old I look forward to going to bed every night so I can wake up in the morning and see what blessing is going to come my way that day. Because you never ever know what God's got in store for you.

Every year August lashes out in volcanic fury rising with the din of morning traffic its great metallic wings smashing against the ground heating the air with ever-increasing intensity.

Like a morning dream life becomes more and more bright the longer we live and the reason of everything appears more clear. What has puzzled us before seems less mysterious and the crooked paths look straighter as we approach the end.

My children are the reason I laugh smile and want to get up every morning.