Smile Like The Morning Sun Quotes & Sayings

Your smile shines like the morning sun. — Debasish Mridha

My life became the lives of Day and June, and through them I saw my own fears, hopes and aspirations play out across their canvas. Now I've reached the point where our stories diverge. They are off to live beyond the confines of the trilogy; I am left waving to them from the sidelines. I don't know where they'll go but I think they're going to be okay. — Marie Lu

Loving you wasn't my mistake, that was only you who owned me. — Anuj Tiwari

I am like a remnant of a cloud of autumn uselessly roaming in the sky, O my sun ever-glorious! Thy touch has not yet melted my vapour, making me one with thy light, and thus I count months and years separated from thee.
If this be thy wish and if this be thy play, then take this fleeting emptiness of mine, paint it with colours, gild it with gold, float it on the wanton wind and spread it in varied wonders.
And again when it shall be thy wish to end this play at night, I shall melt and vanish away in the dark, or it may be in a smile of the white morning, in a coolness of purity transparent. — Rabindranath Tagore

Smile like the morning sun to fill life with fun. — Debasish Mridha

Had decided what to do, which was to smile like the morning sun with a knife in its teeth. — Terry Pratchett

If the United States loses the economic weapons of control, it is very much weakened. — Noam Chomsky

Be silent, but let your silence become the loudest message of love and compassion. — Debasish Mridha

A leader's job is to develop committed followers. Bad leaders destroy their followers' sense of commitment. — Dean Smith

Sometimes guessing is the best you can do. In the real world, we guess all the time and it serves us well. — Usama Fayyad

Halfway to the house Stan stopped and turned to Jane.
He put his hands on her shoulders and drew her toward him.
"I'm glad we're going steady," he whispered.
"So am I."
In spite of the reassuring weight of his bracelet on her wrist, Jane suddenly felt shy. It seemed strange to be so close to Stan, to feel his crisp clean shirt against her cheek. She could not look up at him. Gently Stan lifted her face to his. "You're my girl," he whispered.
-Fifteen — Beverly Cleary

In the morning, smile like the morning sun and give the best gift of a smile filled with the warmth of love. — Debasish Mridha

Axonn sighed. "Just like the good old days," he said. "Now I remember why I hated them so much. — Greg Farshtey

Brain surgeons are dealing with the very last thread of life, and they have to be very confident, but I think they tend to remember their failures rather than their successes, and that must be very hard. Who do you share that failure with? That's why their personal lives are often disastrous. — James Nesbitt

You think!" cried Mama. "She's just a-looking after your backside and mine." But at least her arms let up. Shioni could breathe again.
"It'd take five of her to look after your backside."
Mama seemed to find his rudeness amusing. A beaming smile lit up her round face like the sun leaping above the hills of Abyssinia in the morning. "Better a plump, well-padded rump, than the rear end of a skinny goat like you, eh? — Marc Secchia

Good Morning! Wake up and smile like the morning sun. — Debasish Mridha

There were some that were of so rare a beauty that my pleasure on catching sight of them was enhanced by surprise. By what privilege, on one morning rather than another, did the window on being uncurtained disclose to my wondering eyes the nymph Glauconome, whose lazy beauty, gently breathing, had the transparence of a vaporous emerald beneath whose surface I could see teeming the ponderable elements that coloured it? She made the sun join in her play, with a smile rendered languorous by an invisible haze which was nought but a space kept vacant about her translucent surface, which, thus curtailed, became more appealing, like those goddesses whom the sculptor carves in relief upon a block of marble, the rest of which he leaves unchiselled. So, in her matchless colour, she invited us out over those rough terrestrial roads, from which, seated beside Mme. de Villeparisis in her barouche, we should see, all day long and without ever reaching it, the coolness of her gentle palpitation. — Marcel Proust

the further humans move from nature, the crazier they get. In — Rita Mae Brown

In the beginning, I aspired just to make a comfortable living in acting. I still feel the same - it's just that my standards have gone up, so my comfort level is higher as well. — Michael Kelly

Help fake plants shine by coating them with a little petroleum jelly. — Jamie Sigh