Quotes About Sleep

Do you hear the snow against the window-panes, Kitty? How nice and soft it sounds! Just as if some one was kissing the window all over outside. I wonder if the snow LOVES the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently? And then it covers them up snug, you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says, Go to sleep, darlings, till the summer comes again.

Wake up, Alice dear!'' Said her sister ''Why,what along sleep you've had!'' ''Oh, I've had such a curious dream!'' Said Alice. and she told her sister, as well as she could remember them, all these strange Adventures of hers that you have just been reading about ;

Somos apenas crianças crescidas, esperando que o sono nos de guarida.

people who say "Mason jar" instead of "fruit jar" probably are a little snooty and sleep in pajamas.

For dreams, too, are ghosts, desires chased in sleep, gone by morning.

For dreams, too, are ghosts, desires chased in sleep, gone by morning. The longing of dreams draws the dead, and this city holds many dreams.

Theta rolled over, facing Evie, their noses nearly touching. "Evil?" "Yes?" "I love you. Now, shut up and go to sleep.

It is the taste of forgetting. Of sleep and dreams with no waking. Never to long or yearn, to struggle or hurt or love or desire ever again. And I understand that this is what it truly means to lose your soul.

Grinning, he grabbed his fisherman's cap and coat. "I love you," he whispered quietly. "Ikh hob dikh lib." He kissed Evie's head. She rustled in her sleep, turning away. "Fine. I see how it is. I just wasted my best Yiddish on you," Sam joked to himself.

They're too tired for bathing, but they're not too tired for dreams. For dreams, too, are ghosts, desires chased in sleep, gone by morning. The longing of dreams draws the dead, and the city hall to many dreams.

All, right then. Henry raised his hand like a sorcerer. Oh, Ling Chan, Madame Curie of the dream world, he intoned dramatically, barely keeping a straight face. Sleep hath released thee! Now is the time thou must waketh! Ling rolled her eyes. You're an idiot.

Sleep is a fickle thing that has little to do with fatigue and everything to do with peace of mind.

Chloe said the first thing that popped into her head., I don't sleep with dead guys... Luca gave her an amused look. Good. I'm not dead. Never have been.... I'm immortal.

We don't sleep to sleep, dammit, any more than we eat to eat . We sleep to dream. We're amphibians. We live in two elements and we need both. Edward Nesbit

Most businesses operate out of people's houses. They pass on the savings from low overhead and no oversight. The sign on a single-wide trailer says it's a Sleep Study Clinic. I imagine you go in there and lie down on the foldout couch and someone stares at you while you try to go to sleep, and it only costs you $20.

The average American is not concerned with his society. He talks about it, but you know if one speaks of being concerned, I mean something about which one loses one's sleep, sometimes.

That we are not much sicker and much madder than we are is due exclusively to that most blessed and blessing of all natural graces, sleep.

Lenina suddenly remembered an occasion when, as a little girl at school, she had woken up in the middle of the night and become aware, for the first time, of the whispering that had haunted all her sleeps.

There, on a low bed, the sheet flung back, dressed in a pair of pink one-piece zippyjamas, lay Lenina, fast asleep and so beautiful in the midst of her curls, so touchingly childish with her pink toes and her grave sleeping face, so trustful in the helplessness of her limp hands and melted limbs, that the tears came to his eyes.

El mejor de los descansos es el sueño; y tú a menudo lo buscas; sin embargo, temes torpemente la muerte, que es la misma cosa.

Let there be a voice to assure them, by day and even while they are asleep, that in spite of all the terror, all the bewilderment and confusion, the ultimate Reality remains unshakably itself and is of the same substance as the inner light of even the most cruelly tormented mind.

I hope you slept well, he said. Yes, isn't it lovely? Jenny replied, giving two rapid little nods. But we had such awful thunderstorms last week. Parallel straight lines, Denis reflected, meet only at infinity. He might talk for ever of care-charmer sleep and she of meteorology till the end of time. Did one ever establish contact with anyone? We are all parallel straight lines. Jenny was only a little more parallel than most. They

Különben is, az ember legjobb nyugalma az alvás, s ezt gyakran kijátszod; de erÅ'sen félsz a haláltól, mely semmi több. Nem több, mint alvás. Aludni. Álmodni tán.

Lenina uykuda öÄŸretilmiÅŸ parlak bilgeliÄŸini . . .