Quotes About Sleep

Dreams aren't doing. Awake and take, or sleep on and show his sacrifice means nothing to you.

tidy bed was a restful bed

Then she remembered what her mother called heart-sleep. That sleep a wounded heart needed to help it heal.

Ty? Hmmm. It doesn't hurt as much when you hold me. Good. Go to sleep.

alone and let me sleep.

Would it be normal if she slipped some rosemary and crystals under Marco's pillow to ensure he had a peaceful night's sleep? Her normal, she decided, so she'd see to that.

could feel the power of it, of her across the dream. And he knew she was seeking him out. Even in sleep he felt the pull of her, and that same impatience he'd sensed from her within his circle, within his own time. It seemed for an instant that their

He never had a first read on the nightstand, not if he wanted to sleep, so he settled in with the familiar and fascinating

For years now, I've wanted to fall asleep. The sort of slipping off, the giving up, the falling part of sleep. Now sleeping is the last thing I want to do.

Am I sleeping? Have I slept at all? This is insomnia.

When you have insomnia, you're never really asleep, and you're never really awake. With insomnia, nothing's real. Everything is far away. Everything is a copy of a copy of a copy.

Three weeks and I hadn't slept. Three weeks without sleep, and everything becomes an out-of-body-experience. My doctor said, Insomnia is just the symptom of something larger. Find out what's actually wrong. Listen to your body. I just wanted to sleep. I wanted little blue Amytal Sodium capsules, 200-milligram-sized. I wanted red-and-blue Tuinal bullet capsules, lipstick-red Seconal.

Am I sleeping? Have I slept at all? This is the insomnia. Try to relax a little more with every breath out, but your heart's still racing and your thoughts tornado in your head. Nothing works. Not guided meditation. You're in Ireland. Not counting sheep. You count up the days, hours, minutes since you can remember falling asleep.

No one sleeps in Hell except as a possible defensive posture in retaliation during yet another punitive presentation of The English Patient.

When you have insomnia, you're never really asleep and you're never really awake.

At home, you'll sometimes wake up in your dark bed with the terror you've fallen asleep in the booth and missed a changeover.

Some people are night people. Some people are day people. I could only work a day job.

Dang, that sounds like a fucking movie and shit. Sleep Hard 4: Sleep Harder.

I don't want to sleep,' my mother said. 'I want -- for God's sake, I want to wake up.

Hey, if you're going to sleep in the middle of the road, I'm going to sit on you.

I escape into sleep. Sleep is what I'll miss most when I die.

Holding someone's hand was always my idea of joy. Often before falling asleep - in that small struggle not to lose consciousness and enter the greater world - often, before having the courage to go toward the greatness of sleep, I pretend that someone is holding my hand and I go, go toward the enormous absence of form that is sleep. And when even then I can't find the courage, then I dream.

Journey to the end of day, Come the fire-fly, Come the moon; Say a prayer for God's good grace And sleep with lore upon your face.

It was that sleep itself—the act of closing the eyes and relinquishing control of her consciousness—was something she was temperamentally unsuited to.