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I get up at sunrise. I am a Buddhist, so I chant in the morning. My wife and I sit and have coffee together, but then it is list-making time. I have carpentry projects. We have roads we keep in repair. It is not back-breaking, but it is certainly aerobic and mildly strenuous.

I am a night painter, so when I come into the studio the next morning the delirium is over.

Cut your morning devotions into your personal grooming. You would not go out to work with a dirty face. Why start the day with the face of your soul unwashed?

I get up at 4:30 in the morning, seven days a week, no matter where I am in the world.

I actually think the whole concept of retirement is a bit stupid, so yes, I do want to do something else. There is this strange thing that just because chronologically on a Friday night you have reached a certain age... with all that experience, how can it be that on a Monday morning, you are useless?

I write early in the morning, usually after reading portions of at least half a dozen newspapers on the web.

Your home should be your home. People shouldn't be allowed to use whatever crazy lenses they use to catch you waking up in the morning.

And at five o'clock in the morning we left to drive to Old Tucson, and I sat with my mouth open in the van. I was stunned by the beauty of that country.

Upon awakening in the morning, I wondered if the proceedings of the night before had been a dream. It was hard to believe that I was the world heavyweight champion.

This morning of the small snow I count the blessings, the leak in the faucet which makes of the sink time, the drop of the water on water.

The reporting I did was mostly entertainment or lifestyle. I took a very different approach than most reporters. I approached it more casually than you would think a reporter would. Now I am a morning radio personality, and radio is really casual.

Early on the next morning we reached Kansas, about five hundred miles from the mouth of the Missouri.

Four men are missing R., Sorel and two emigrants. They set out this morning after buffalo, and have not yet made their appearance whether killed or lost, we cannot tell.

I remember being at school during morning meeting and looking around at everybody, 350 kids, saying a prayer. We are all very young and no one knows what it means, and I remember feeling strange that people were just repeating words that they did not understand. I refused to participate. For some reason I always rejected it, but respectfully.

People have accused me of being in favor of globalization. This is equivalent to accusing me of being in favor of the sun rising in the morning.

I remember lying down for a nap one day at about 4:00 and walking up at 11:00 the next morning.

I would also like to act, once in a while, but not get up every morning at 5:30 or six o'clock and pound into the studio and get home at 7:30 or eight o'clock at night, or act over and over and over every night on Broadway, either.

If you can miss getting up in the morning and running into a wall, I miss playing football. I will never be a frustrated athlete.

I like everything perfect. Everything has to be neat. My sister is 5, and she is more messy than I am. I make my bed every morning, everything's perfect. My shoes are all arranged. It is sad. I am a little like Ray, a little bit.

It says something about this new global economy that USA Today now reports every morning on the day's events in Asian markets.