The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you. Don't go back to sleep.
— Rumi
Instructive Before Sunrise quotations
The darkness is at its deepest. Just before the sunrise.

Nothing is more beautiful than the loveliness of the woods before sunrise.
Before Sunrise did very well internationally. It made as much in Italy and Korea as it did here.
When you do 'Before Sunset,' you know while it's a limited audience, there was a very small group of people that love 'Before Sunrise.' You feel a certain pressure to make sure that you uphold a level of quality that has been a bar. You set a bar and you have to at least match it.
When in these fresh mornings I go into my garden before any one is awake, I go for the time being into perfect happiness.
I had a rule that I had to go to bed before the sun came up.
So I used to look up the sunrise times because I thought it would be bad karma to be going to bed as dawn was arriving.
Nature is the greatest teacher and I learn from her best when others are asleep.
In the still dark hours before sunrise God tells me of the plans I am to fulfill.
You can never replace anyone because everyone is made up of such beautiful specific details.
Nothing is more beautiful than the loveliness of the woods before sunrise.
At no other time have I so sharp an understanding of what God means to do with me as in these hours of dawn.
Memory is a wonderful thing if you don't have to deal with the past.
You get in before sunrise and you get out after sunset and you go home, eat and collapse. While you're aware of the ratings, you aren't prepared for the response of the fans.
The whole east was flecked With flashing streaks and shafts of amethyst, While a light crimson mist Went up before the mounting luminary, And all the strips of cloud began to vary Their hues, and all the zenith seemed to ope As if to show a cope beyond the cope!
That morning I was not yet a vampire, and I saw my last sunrise.
I remember it completely, and yet I can't recall any sunrise before it. I watched the whole magnificence of the dawn for the last time as if it were the first. And then I said farewell to sunlight, and set out to become what I became.
In headaches and in worry Vaguely life leaks away, And Time will have his fancy To-morrow or today.
Isn't everything we do in life a way to be loved a little more?
My last sunrise. That morning, I was not yet a vampire. And I saw my last sunrise. I remember it completely; yet I do not think I remember any other sunrise before it.
O let not Time deceive you, You cannot conquer Time.
Some day I shall sing to thee in the sunrise of some other world, I have seen thee before in the light of the earth, in the love of man.
To anticipate, not the sunrise and the dawn merely, but, if possible, Nature herself! How many mornings, summer and winter, before yet any neighbor was stirring about his business, have I been about mine...So many autumn, ay, and winter days, spent outside the town, trying to hear what was in the wind, to hear and carry it express! I well-nigh sunk all my capital in it, and lost my own breath into the bargain, running in the face of it.
Before the gods that made the gods Had seen their sunrise pass, The White Horse of the White Horse Vale Was cut out of the grass.
The beauty of work depends upon the way we meet it — whether we arm ourselves each morning to attack it as an enemy that must be vanquished before night comes, or whether we open our eyes with the sunrise to welcome it as an approaching friend.
It took me years after stopping the cocaine before I was able to enjoy a sunrise and enjoy the sound of birds.
I can't tell you how many times in the '90s I'd meet somebody, we'd be having a nice time, and they'd sigh and go, 'This is exactly like Before Sunrise.' And I'd have to get up and leave.
It was about three o'clock at night when the final result of the calculation [which gave birth to quantum mechanics] lay before me ... At first I was deeply shaken ... I was so excited that I could not think of sleep. So I left the house ... and awaited the sunrise on top of a rock.
There is, I have heard, a little thing called sunrise, in which the sun reverses the process we all viewed the night before. You might assume such a thing as mythical as those beasts that guard the corners of the earth, but I have it on the finest authority, and have, indeed, from time to time, regarded it with my own eyes.