Quotes About Sleep

It's hard to fall asleep after a game. I often go to sleep at 4 A. M. because I'm thinking about the game and my mind is racing.

I had this little handheld transistor radio that I used to sleep next to.

The lullaby my husband puts our son to sleep with is so random. It's 'Don't Stop 'Til You Get Enough' by Michael Jackson.

My dreams are like fuzzy Charlie Kaufman movies, so I love going to sleep.

Sleep is my best friend when we're shooting 'Game of Thrones' because there are very long days and intense scenes.

I generally am an early riser but it all depends on what time I sleep.

It's simply that older adults don't seem to be able to generate sleep efficiently, and that's why they're not getting it.

I can't get married. I can't fake sleep for 30 years.

I don't know if I would ever sleep well again if I actually saw a ghost. If they exist, that's fine. I just don't want to see one.

It's a miss and make league. As long as you have that confidence to take that last shot, knowing - I'm pretty sure you can't go home and sleep at night knowing you had the opportunity to take that shot and you shied away from it.

You know, that's the only good thing about divorce; you get to sleep with your mother.

Flights are a good way to catch up on podcasts, but I'll listen to some jazz to fall asleep.

life without death has become as unthinkable to me as day without night or waking without sleep.

O man! Attend! What does deep midnight's voice contend? I slept my sleep, And now awake at dreaming's end: The world is deep, And deeper than day can comprehend. Deep is its woe, Joy—deeper than heart's agony: Woe says: Fade! Go! But all joy wants eternity, Wants deep, wants deep eternity.

No small art is it to sleep: it is necessary for that purpose to keep awake all day. Ten times a day must thou overcome thyself: that causeth wholesome weariness, and is poppy to the soul. Ten times must thou reconcile again with thyself; for overcoming is bitterness, and badly sleep the unreconciled. Ten truths must thou find during the day; otherwise wilt thou seek truth during the night, and thy soul will have been hungry.

And he will also find the little god whom girls like best: beside the well he lies, still, with his eyes shut. Verily, in bright daylight he fell asleep, the sluggard! Did he chase after the butterflies too much?... He may cry and weep - but he is laughable even when he weeps. And with tears in his eyes he shall ask you for a dance and I myself will sing a song for his dance: a dancing and mocking song on the spirit of gravity... (p.108 - The Dancing Song)

One! O man! Take heed! Two! What says deep midnight's voice indeed? Three! I slept my sleep- Four! From deepest dream I've woke and plead:- Five! The world is deep, Six! And deeper than the day could read. Seven! Deep is its woe- Eight! Joy- deeper still than grief can be: Nine! Woe says: Hence! Go! Ten! But joys all want eternity- Eleven! Want deep profound eternity! Twelve!

A Path to Equality. — A few hours' mountain climbing make of a rogue and a saint two fairly equal creatures. Tiredness is the shortest path to equality and fraternity — and sleep finally adds to them liberty.

O Mensch! Gib acht! Was spricht, die tiefe Mitternacht? Ich schlief, ich schlief -, Aus tiefem Traum bin ich erwacht: - Die Welt ist tief, Und tiefer als der Tag gedacht. Tief ist ihr Weh -, Lust - tiefer noch als Herzeleid: Weh spricht: Vergeh! Doch alle Lust will Ewigkeit -, - Will tiefe, tiefe Ewigkeit!

Sleep knocks on my eyes: they grow heavy. Sleep touches my mouth: it stays open. Truly, he comes to me on soft soles, the dearest of thieves, and steals my thoughts from me

No small art is it to sleep: it is necessary for that purpose to keep awake all day.

In practice it is death that works so seductively behind the image of its brother, sleep

Way to equality.—A few hours of mountain climbing turn a villain and a saint into two rather equal creatures. Exhaustion is the shortest way to equality and fraternity—and liberty is added eventually by sleep. 297

I want to die peacefully in my sleep like my grandfather, not screaming like the passengers in his car.