Quotes About Sleep

My father once dropped fifty pence, bent down to pick it up and it hit him on the back of the neck. He used to wake up at night to see if he'd lost any sleep.

Insomnia, from the Greek word meaning "I can't fucking sleep!

Peace—[the ability] to sleep in the storm!

It was Sir Walter Scott who asked, "Is death the last sleep? No, it is the final awakening.

Volumes could be written on the problem of [drug] addiction. Millions of barbiturates are swallowed every night to help the nation sleep. Millions of tranquilizers keep us calm during the day. Millions of pep pills wake us up in the morning. The Bible warns that these flights from reality bring no lasting satisfaction.

What Albie knows, but will not say, is that, excepting when we are asleep, the lachrymal glands never cease secreting protein-rich and antibacterial fluid, tears, which keep the eyeball lubricated. In other words, with sleep and death as the only respites, we cry forever.

Think of the storm roaming the sky uneasily like a dog looking for a place to sleep in, listen to it growling.

Let's face it, we're talking fear here. Fear of the unknown and fear of a known that makes no real sense without some unifying principle that allows us to sleep at night. Organized religions organize themselves around that fear. Each claims to be the one true way to get to heaven. The ultimate fear, of course, is--which door is going to be the gateway to heaven? Door number one or door number two or door number three?

Sleep, sleep, beauty bright, Dreaming o'er the joys of night. Sleep, sleep: in thy sleep Little sorrows sit and weep.

What has to do with your ability to fall asleep is not caffeine. It's having a clean conscience. I have a clean conscience so I can drink all the caffeine I want.

There is a proven method by which, over time, the author has preserved his power to function and confidently recommends. It is this: You put on your pillow a small radio, its volume set at just above, or just below, clear audibility, tuned to a station where calm talking occurs, little music, and no shouted commercials. This reminds you of when, as a baby in a cradle, you heard the soft murmur of adult conversation in the adjacent room, and felt safe and loved and could therefore sleep secure.

when the words not enough to describe how much you love.... even you know she/he don't anything for you...... you cant fall a sleep exactly like before's" -kuntal

When I die, I want to go peacefully like my grandfather did–in his sleep. Not yelling and screaming like the passengers in his car.

All'improvviso viene un tal desiderio di fare una dormitina che la cosa migliore è di dormire subito alla prima occasione.

A conscious attempt to fall asleep is sure to produce insomnia, to try to be conscious of one's own digestion is a sure way to upset the stomach. Consciousness is a poison when we apply it to ourselves. Consciousness is a light directed outward. It's like the headlights on a locomotive—turn them inward and you'd have a crash.

Il était presque toujours de bonne humeur, le reste du temps il dormait.

There are seasons when our passions have slept so long that we know not whether they still exist in us. So does flax forget that it is combustible when the fire is away from it.

It is the good who do not sleep.

They got back to the house late. Myron's father was feigning sleep in the recliner. Some habits die hard. Myron woke him up. He startled to consciousness. Pacino never overacted his much.

Her head hit the pillow without argument and, poof, sleep.

I willed myself to stay awake, but the rain was so soft and the room was so warm and his voice was so deep and his knee was so snug that I slept.

I must have slept a long time, for when I was punched awake the room was dim with the light of the setting moon. Move over, Scout. He thought he had to. I mumbled. Don't stay mad with him. Dill got in bed beside me. I ain't, he said. I just wanted to sleep with you.

It's like bein' a caterpillar in a cocoon, that's what it is ... Like somethin' asleep wrapped up in a warm place. I always thought Maycomb folks were the best folks in the world, least that's what they seemed like

She had slept twelve hours, and her shoulders ached from weariness.