“They say night's beauties fade at dawn, and the children of wine are oft disowned in the morning light.”

“Each morning, when you awaken, promise the dawn that you'll keep your heart as light as a feather. Commit again each night at sunset.”

“Dawn's faint breathbreathes with your mouthat the ends of empty streets.Gray light your eyes,sweet drops of dawnon dark hills.Your steps and breathlike the wind of dawnsmother houses.The city shudders,Stones exhale—you are life, an awakening.Star lostin the light of dawn,trill of the breeze,warmth, breath—the night is done.You are light and morning.”

“Every violent storm will eventually give way to sunshine; every dark night will finally fade into dawn.”

“The dawn of beauty always comes after night.”

“The poor are always rich in children, and in the dirt and ditches of this street there are groups of them from morning to night, hungry, naked and dirty. Children are the living flowers of the earth, but these had the appearance of flowers that have faded prematurely, because they grew in ground where there was no healthy nourishment.”