Quotes About Sleep

Bro, how are you going to tap on the neck, on the choke? Go to sleep, man. Be a man.

The insomnia just perpetuates. I have one bad night, then I get it in my head that I can't sleep. I've been trying these meditation tapes - there are a couple on Spotify - and they're meant to calm you. But they don't seem to work.

I don't like paying taxes, but I like sleeping at night.

I'm such a good sleeper that I can have tea any time of day, and I will have no problem taking a nap. I'm a professional napper.

Sleep and hydration are the very best things you can do for your skin. You want to drink water and green tea throughout the day and get as much sleep as you possible can.

That's one thing people don't know about me - I eat in my sleep. I can't keep things in the house; I literally have in my refrigerator water, coconut water, orange juice, hemp milk and like, tea bags. And that's really it. Because I eat in my sleep.

I try to drink lots of water and tea before bed.

A professor is someone who talks in someone else's sleep.

There was one bed.

Naptime," said Christian, leading her toward the bed. "I still need a shower." "Sleep first. Shower later." He pulled back the covers. "I'll sleep with you." "Sleep or sleep?" she asked dryly, sliding gratefully into bed. "Real sleep. You need it." He crawled in beside her, spooning against her and resting his face on her shoulder.

There is no man in the dream.

I had a standing arrangement with God: I'd agree to believe in him—barely—so long as he let me sleep in on Sundays.

Maybe you don't need beauty sleep, but some of us aren't so lucky.

You have never slept until you have been rocked to sleep by a willow tree, the whole think creaking as the wind pushes it back and forth. There was something about being up high, up in the green and the breeze, something safe about it.

With great power... comes great need to take a nap. Wake me up later.

Real programmers are those that can sleep in front of terminals ... with their eyes opened.

Last night I had a peace dream...

Ever since she was a child, she'd struggled to sleep, but now night was even more her enemy. Sometimes she didn't sleep for days on end and could barely function. Other times she slept fitfully, her nightmares filled with the horrors of her past, the cases that haunted her. Work was her salvation

Nightmares happened when you slept, and sleep was the demon he chased at night

I have heard men snore till I was really afraid they would choke, but as for acknowledging that they had been asleep—never!

The witching hour, somebody had once whispered to her, was a special moment in the middle of the night when every child and every grown-up was in a deep deep sleep, and all the dark things came out from hiding and had the world all to themselves.

I want to grow old with you until my feathers go grey my beak wrinkles up and my wings are too weak to fly. All we can do is live from day to day. And as he whispered these words to her, she fell fast asleep.

What're you still doing up? You know all good little ninjas should be in bed, visions of homicidal sugarplums dancing in their heads.

I will kill you in your sleep, I swear to fucking God. I'll shove Nik's feather pillow so far down your throat that if you survive, you'll shit an entire flock of live geese the next day.