Quotes About Sleep

P: ¿Cuál es el error fundamental del hombre? R: Pensar que está vivo, cuando simplemente se ha dormido en la antesala de la vida.

Saying of the Prophet Sleep Sleep is the brother of death.

Dicho del Profeta Día y noche La noche es larga, no la acortes con el sueño. El día es hermoso, no lo oscurezcas mediante malas obras.

Dicho del Profeta Dormir El sueño es el hermano de la muerte.

Detto del Profeta Dormire Il sonno è il fratello della morte.

Now turn around and go to sleep. I'm warning you that I plan to sleep with you in my arms all night long.

Winter is our time. They shut up their cities for the cold months. They put their horses in stables and sit around great fires in enormous houses of stone. If you want a bearskin, do you attack in summer when it is strong and fast, or cut its throat as it sleeps?

No," I said finally. "Slowness in Answering," she said into the handheld. "When's the last time you slept?" "1940" I said promptly, which is the problem with Quickness in Answering.

They say it's better to bury your sadness in a graveyard or garden that waits for the spring to wake from its sleep and burst into green.

The days, the nights, flow one by one above us. The hours go silently over our lifted faces. We are like dreamers who walk beneath a sea. Beneath high walls we flow in the sun together. We sleep, we wake, we laugh, we pursue, we flee.

The hiss was now becoming a roar—the whole world was a vast moving screen of snow—but even now it said peace, it said remoteness, it said cold, it said sleep.

And he's alone there, with the unconscious pilot lying a little way off for company, and some other guy he's never even seen, only spoken to over the radio. He wants to sleep so badly - dying they call it - and he can't. Something's bothering him to keep him awake. ("Jane Brown's Body")

the dormitory, it reminded me most of an anthill. Some women were already asleep after the long workday, but most were stirring about, some waiting for a turn at the toilets, others picking lice off themselves and their neighbors.

The best reason I can think of for having children is that it is a marvelous excuse for taking naps." I

he lay, eyes closed. But the caffeine, coupled with their argument, had revved him up. Sleep danced before him, but would not dance with him. The Ortega Case - Touch Series 1

I'm hated. I work in finance. I wear a collection of terrible ties. My work is constant. If I describe it in any detail, I will literally have to fall asleep, I will just have to put my head down on the table and sleep and hopefully dream of another kind of job, a job where I never once have to say the word "mortgage.

The bright side of the planet moves towards darkness and the cities are falling asleep, each in its hour, and for me, now as then, it is too much. There is too much world.

I switch on the light beside my bed and the old, beautiful room takes shape – the four-poster with its carved oak pillars, the dark oak chest, the dressing table with its prude petticoat of spotted muslin, the low, uneven ceiling, the wavy oak floor. How many hundreds and thousands of people have awakened in this room; awakened to their sorrows and their joys, their hopes and their fears? Strange that I should have slept so well, untroubled by the haunting of their thoughts!

Hospitals are wonderful,' said Penney. 'They give you everything they can think of; they give you oxygen and blood transfusions and all the drugs in the chemist's shop, but they never seem to think of giving you enough sleep. I've often wondered why.' Amalie was interested. 'Wouldn't it be difficult?' she asked. 'I mean there's so much coming and going, isn't there?

Homes slid past—hundreds of thousands of houses—and each one was a home, a secret place where people slept and ate and quarreled and made up again, where people were happy or miserable (or, even worse than miserable, were hopelessly resigned). Every house had its own peculiar atmosphere, its own peculiar smell, so that although there were dozens of houses, all alike to look at, they were all quite different.

Things always seem worse at night, and any sort of trouble is magnified. The darkness, the stillness, the feeling that everybody else is safely and soundly asleep give rise to feelings of desperation.

We know that efficiency and effectiveness are increased when you're getting sufficient sleep, and it will take you longer to do the same thing on an underslept brain, which means you end up having to stay awake longer. So goes the vicious cycle.

What I think about is what people spend their time on this planet doing. So No.1 is sleep, No.2 is work, and No.3 is sight, sound, and motion video consumption. Basically, four to five hours a day is what Americans spend consuming video.

I don't really think dreams have real meaning. Some people believe in that. I just think it's your brain, after a day of crazy random pieces of information jumbled together, creating interesting stories. I just view it as entertainment.