Sunrise — an event that calls forth solemn music in the very depths of one's being, as if one's whole being had to attune itself to the cosmos, and praise God for a new day, praise Him in the name of all the beings that ever were or ever will be — as though now upon me falls the responsibility of seeing what all my ancestors have seen, and acknowledging it, and praising God so that whether or not they praised God then, themselves, they now do so in me.
Sunrise demands this rightness, this order, this true disposition of one's whole being.
— Thomas Merton, Turning Toward the World by Thomas Merton, Victor A. Kramrer, editor