One morning I shot an elephant in my pajamas. How he got into my pajamas I'll never know.

I recently took up ice sculpting. Last night I made an ice cube. This morning I made 12, I was prolific.

Every morning I jump out of bed and step on a landmine. The landmine is me. After the explosion, I spent the rest of the day putting the pieces together.

I have a great deal of company in the house, especially in the morning when nobody calls.

In my afternoon walk I would fain forget all my morning occupations and my obligations to society.