Quotes About Sleep

To believe in dreams is to spend half your life asleep.

Più a lungo dura la notte, più i sogni si fanno capricciosi.

Millions of spiritual creatures walk the earth Unseen, both when we wake and when we sleep. —John Milton, Paradise Lost

The easiest way of communicating with those on the Earth plane is while they sleep. You'll be able to tap into their dreams easily and spend time with their souls, and they'll wake up feeling as if you've been with them. The reality is, you have. Your souls will be connected: as they leave their body through the natural sleep process and astral-travel, you'll be able to meet with them and talk, and even have fun together.

When it's cool, babies tend to wake up and move their bodies more, as

Servants ran to wake the young king, Tamar, already awake and watching from his balcony. Curious, naturally. Not altogether pleased. No more than anyone would be, jolted out of a sound sleep by unexpected elephants.

She fell asleep, and it was a sleep as thin as the night clouds, dotted with dreams that came and went like the stars.

Sometimes he awoke with a feeling of fragments afloat in his sleep, but he couldn't seem to grasp them and put them together into something worthy of telling at the ritual.

Kira, your leg will take a great deal out of me. I'll have to sleep, after, maybe for a whole day or even longer. And I don't have much time. She looked at him quizzically. Time for what? I'll explain. But for now, I think we should start. If I do it right away, I can sleep completely through the night and almost all of the morning. You can use that time to become accustomed to being whole... I [i]am[/i] whole, she said defiantly.

The newchild stirred slightly in his sleep. Jonas looked over at him. "There could be love," Jonas whispered.

Together the fugitives slept though the first dangerous day.

But the bicycle stopped. It would not move. He got off and let it drop sideways into the snow. For a moment he thought how easy it would be to drop beside it himself, to let himself and Gabriel slide into the softness of snow, the darkness of night, the warm comfort of sleep.

He should be in bed, she decided. Hers, by preference.

The sickening crunch threw Penric out of his coffin-sized bunk and onto the deck of his scarcely larger cabin, and from deep sleep into frantically confused consciousness in the same moment.

The sea is still and deep; All things within its bosom sleep; A single step and all is o'er, A plunge, a bubble, and no more.

After a childhood of hungering to be an adult, my hunger had passed. Unexpected fates had begun to catch my notice. These middle-aged women seemed very tired to me, as if hope had been wrung out of them and replaced with a deathly, walking sort of sleep.

We feel ourselves moving so minusculely against some process, some momentum, that we become inadvertently a part. We feel too small to fight. Desperation, laziness, horror--they all resemble one another in their flickering movements within us, the same thrashing shorthand. Ma cherie, is this our stop? We feel enslaved--is that what it is--in some turning: of milk to rot to dirt and winds and then to what--to sleep? to stars? Time for another constellation!

When he slept he did so dreamlessly, like a bug.

I was given a room overlooking Constitution Island. The shutters kept out nearly all the starlight and moonlight—sleeping was a dive into a pit, and the sound of reveille seemed to come from a distant star. I lay there, watching the red light steal through the bottom of the shutters. The darkness felt delicious. I wondered if maybe I'd missed my true career.

He gets into the habit of thinking so passionately at night that he begins to be persecuted by insomnia.

A true gentleman is at a disadvantage in dealing with women. Women are realists, and their tactics are realistic, so no man should be a gentleman where women are concerned unless the women are very, very old or very, very young. Women admire gentlemen, and sleep with cads.

street. He had gone to his room in the Rest and had taken a brief nap. From boyhood he had slept when there was opportunity and eaten when he found time. He had taken time to shave and change his shirt, thinking all the while. The

Tired," said Jason. "S-L-E-E-P-Y. Tired.

Stanley had no trouble falling asleep