Quotes About Sleep

These days we have insulated ourselves from the sounds of other people and nature. From infancy we are training young children to expect near perfect silence, and it becomes harder for them to sleep without it.

Lastly, experiencers are not motivated to believe in the "truth of their experiences. Often they prefer to believe that they have had some sort of bad dream, and become intensely distressed when they realize in the interview that they were not asleep when the experience began.

Others report that they sleep well but develop pain as soon as they wake up and get out of bed. In these patients, the pain usually increases in severity as the day goes on.

am always calmer and more relaxed in a pile, being petted. Nowadays, for the first time, I fall asleep quickly and I seldom have bad dreams. If I wake up, she puts a paw on me and I go back to sleep. I put a paw on her,

Halt snorted derisively. "Battleschool evidently isn't what it used to be," he replied. "It's a fine thing when an old man like me can sleep comfortably in the open while a young boy gets all stiff and rheumatic over it." Horace shrugged. "Be that as it may," he replied, "I'll still be glad to sleep in a bed tonight." Actually, Halt felt the same way. But he wasn't going to let Horace no that.

How can you sleep at a time like this?" she asked, but the only answer was a low snore. She looked at him suspiciously. In the short time she had been with him, she had never before heard him snore. "You're faking," she said. "No. I'm really fast asleep," came his voice from under the cowl.

In the time she had been with him, she had never before heard him snore. "You're faking," she said. "No. I'm really fast asleep," came his voice from under the cowl.

Farmers don't nap," he said. "Knights nap." "That's where we get the expression 'a good knight's sleep,'" Will said, smiling at his own wit. Halt turned a baleful eye on him. "Horace is right. You're not funny.

I'll take your tent," Horace said. "You can sleep on the hard ground, rolled in your cloak. You're a Ranger, after all.

Koffie! Ik moet er niet aan denken, op dit uur van de dag!' mopperde Duncan. 'Dan komt er niets meer van slapen vannacht.' 'Gelukkig heb ik dat probleempje niet, majesteit!' antwoordde Will. En hij voegde er met een lachje aan toe: 'Maar ik heb dan ook een schoon geweten.' Evanlyn maakte een onbeleefd geluid. 'Ha, als er ooit een Grijze Jager is geweest met een schoon geweten, dan was jij het zeker niet, stiekemerd.

Maybe they're napping," Horace suggested. Halt glanced sidelong at him. "Farmers don't nap," he said. "Knights nap." "That's where we get the expression 'a good knight's sleep,' " Will said, smiling at his own wit. Halt turned a baleful eye on him. "Horace is right. You're not funny. Come on.

And he that will to bed go soberFalls with the leaf in October.

May God us keep From simple vision and Newton's sleep. —William Blake[xxvii]

That tendency...to lie awake between the hours of two and four, when the chrysalis of faint misgiving becomes so readily the butterfly of panic.

careful the morning lest it wake from slumber the city half-encumbered by the morning mist ...

How terrible, those dreams before sleep were—the worse kind, mixing hope with despair...

the wind hums low with sweet exultation, sings its lullaby, while you sleep ...

time begins when we awaken and ends when we fall asleep...

at dawn, the grains of sleep turn to floating black spots, then out of focus the world tilts, and the cat scratches at the door...

I'd said to my sweetheart a couple of days before that the SAG and Spirit Award nomination was amazing and I had no attachment to the Academy Award. I knew I was an underdog so I just decided to sleep through the announcement.

I'm officially at the age where I see that commercial for the Craftmatic Adjustable Bed and think, "Sweet! Are you kidding me? You mean I can sleep in the shape of a U?"

In the baby's room The city lights are Milky In the curtains… Breath Gentle as rain, Sleep Quiet as snowflakes

One of the first symptoms of depression, even before your mood drops to new lows, is sleep disturbance. Either you can't get up or you can't get to sleep or both.

One of Bob's aphorisms," says Stickgold, "is that for every two hours your brain spends taking in information during the day, it needs an hour of sleep to figure out what it means. If you don't get that hour, you don't figure it out. The difference between smart and wise is two hours more sleep a night." This idea takes on a new dimension