Quotes About Sleep

I fall asleep to a movie every night! I don't have a go-to movie, but I like Netflix or whatever I can find. Usually, it's just noise in the background; I think it's damage from living in New York, where it's so noisy.

If I have a day off, I'll get up at three in the afternoon and make some noodles. I fix my makeup and then party until 5 A.M.

TV jobs that I've had in the past, one of the side effects that is so wonderful is that it gives you a sense of normalcy because you're going to the same place every day, and you sleep in your own bed at night.

I normally sleep very well, but when I do have bad dreams, they always involve my children.

As all of us know, health is deeply intertwined with culture: what we eat, how active we are, how much we sleep. These are rooted in cultural norms.

Dragged out of your bed at the age of seven, my mother screaming, six kids under the age of 12. I'm not equating my experience with the people who lived in Northern Ireland. But my dad was always out and about late at night, and I could not go to sleep until I knew he was in.

I'm usually up until around 1 A.M. or 2 A.M. I don't get much sleep - and I prefer it that way, writing notes and coming up with different ideas for two to three hours between 11 P.M. and 1 A.M. or 2 A.M.

There's something sacred in all of us that we need to protect, and sleep is a way to connect with it, nourish it, and make it more present in our lives.

What's more important than your nutrition? What's more important than workin' out? It begins with gettin' a good night's sleep.

Below seven hours of sleep, there are objective impairments in the body. Eight hours are recommended.

On occasion, it's rough for me to sleep because I have a lot of things on my mind, so I'll need to get a little more sleep sometimes. I'm up late because I've got a lot of energy and a lot of things on my mind all the time, and I'm up early 'cause I've got things to do, so that's the only thing. That's how I like it; I like to be busy.

The sea was as dark as dreams and as deep as sleep

My needs are simple and few, thought Valentine. Food. Clothing. A comfortable place to sleep. And no idiots . But of course a world with no idiots would be lonely. If she herself were even allowed there.

Mazer, i don't want to keep dreaming these things. I'm afraid to sleep. I keep thinking of things i don't want to remember. My whole life keeps playing out as if i were a recorder and someone else wanted to watch the most terrible parts of my life

He woke up and fought another battle and won. Then he went to bed and slept again and dreamed again and then he woke up and won again and slept again and he hardly noticed when waking became sleeping. Nor did he care.

Then they, too, lay down on mattresses stuffed with straw, hearing the music of the flies to buzz them to sleep, holding each other's hands as they dozed, thinking of the miracles by which love works its will in the world.

Nights were so real that days began to seem dreamlike to him.

Early to bed and early to rise," Mazer intoned, "makes a man stupid and blind in the eyes.

Early to bed and early to rise...makes a man stupid and blind in the eyes.

Ender estaba tendido en su cama con los ojos fijos en el techo. Desde que era comandante no dormía más de cinco horas diarias.

the clock said 0340, and Ender felt groggy as he padded along the corridor behind Mazer. "Early to bed and early to rise," Mazer intoned, "makes a man stupid and blind in the eyes.

I don't indulge in hypotheticals, said Achilles. Except the hypothetical charge that I plan to kill you in your sleep during the voyage back to Earth. Not my accusation, said Achilles. I was quoted in your defense. Your 'defense' is the only reason anyone heard of the accusation, said Ender.

He knew from experience that a day like this could drag on and the only thing he would have to look forward to was for it to get dark so he could go to sleep and wait for tomorrow to come around.

Back home, he sleeps in Clarence's bed. Then he moves across and arranges the pillows beside the ghost of his wife. All three of them lie down together. The pulse of Louis Armstrong sounds out from the record player, the notes moving tenderly through his torment.