Quotes About Sleep

O sleep, O gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down And steep my sense in forgetfulness?

Methought I heard a voice cry "Sleep no more!Macbeth does murder sleep," the innocent sleep,Sleep that knits up the ravell'd sleave of care,The death of each day's life, sore labor's bath,Balm of hurt minds, great nature's second course,Chief nourisher in life's feast.

Come, my coach! Good night, ladies; good night, sweet ladies; good night, good night.

O sleep! O gentle sleep!Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee,That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids downAnd steep my senses in forgetfulness?

For the life to come, I sleep out the thought of it.

Enjoy the honey-heavy dew of slumber.

What doth gravity out of his bed at midnight?

How quickly nature falls into revolt When gold becomes her object! For this the foolish over-careful fathers Have broke their sleep with thoughts, their brains with care, Their bones with industry.

And sleep in dull cold marble.

Now o'er the one half-worldNature seems dead, and wicked dreams abuseThe curtain'd sleep; witchcraft celebratesPale Hecate's offerings.

In sleep a king, but, waking, no such matter.

The innocent sleep, Sleep that knits up the ravelled sleave of care...

Some come to take their easeAnd sleep an act or two.

Peace shall go sleep with Turks and infidels.

O polish'd perturbation! golden care!That keep'st the ports of slumber open wideTo many a watchful night!

I would it were bed-time, Hal, and all well.

O! then, I see, Queen Mab hath been with you!…She is the fairies' midwife, and she comesIn shape no bigger than an agate-stoneOn the forefinger of an alderman,Drawn with a team of little atomiesAthwart men's noses as they lie asleep.

To die, to sleep --To sleep, perchance to dream, ay there's the rub,For in that sleep of death what dreams may comeWhen we have shuffled off this mortal coil,Must give us pause there's the respectThat makes calamity of so long life.

How can you sleep through this? How can you even think of sleeping? And yet, sleep deprivation will drive you mad in the end: the flares in the sky, the symphony of explosions, the roar of mortars, the whir of drones...all this chaos will beat you, if you let it. ~Atef Abu The Drone Eats with Me: Diaries from a City Under Fire (2015)

A nightmare is a black dream because our soul wandered too far in sleep into a haunted place

Even thus last night, and two nights more I lay, And could not win thee, Sleep, by any stealth: So do not let me wear to-night away. Without thee what is all the morning's wealth? Come, blessed barrier between day and day, Dear mother of fresh thoughts and joyous health!

Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep!The river glideth at his own sweet will!Dear God! the very houses seem asleep;And all that mighty heart is lying still!

Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting...

In sleep I heard the northern gleams; The stars they were among my dreams; In sleep did I behold the skies