Quotes About Bed

Go to bed! Someone is anxious to come into your dream.

Moby Dick - that book is so amazing. I just realized that it starts with two characters meeting in bed; that's how my book begins, too, but I hadn't noticed the parallel before, two characters forced to share a bed, reluctantly.

You should not actually stay in bed for very long awake, because your brain is this remarkably associative device, and it quickly learns that the bed is about being awake. So you should go to another room - a room that's dim. Just read a book - no screens, no phones - and, only when you're sleepy, return to the bed.

One of the paramount reasons for staying attractive is so you can have somebody to go to bed with.

For eight-and-a-half years, I was just watching movies, and just staying in bed and just eating food and just, you know, being just miserable.

I will sleep all day; I love staying in bed with my dog and reading and not getting up and checking my phone. And that gets me into trouble because I have things to do, and that's not very productive.

My weekday wake-up time is 7:30, but I love staying in bed longer.

I don't like staying in hotels. I like to be in my own bed. San Diego as a city is really awesome. The only hard part of it for me is that I'm away from my family and my house. But as far as shooting down there, we get amazing locations, and the crew is really, really stellar down there. They are really fun.

O bed! O bed! delicious bed! That heaven upon earth to the weary head.

As surely as you are a living man, so surely did that spectral anatomy visit my room again last night, grin in my face, and walk away with my trousers: nor was I able to spring from my bed, or break the chain which seemed to bind me to my pillow.

What outcries call me from my naked bed?

That night I slept badly, thrashing about in my bed, not quite asleep and not quite awake. At times I had the feeling there was someone else in my bedroom who was talking to me, but of course I could not deal with this perception in any realistic way, since I was half-asleep and half-awake, and thus, for all practical purposes, I was out of my mind.

For much of that day I had been secluded in my room, intently pursuing a typical activity of my early life and in the process badly ravaging what previously had been a well-made bed.

Men could be content to have the kingdom of heaven; but they are loathe to fight for it. They choose rather to go in a feather bed to hell than to be carried to heaven in a 'fiery chariot' of zeal and violence.

Coleman walked to the far bed and clicked on the TV. "It's Nancy Grace." "America's screech owl.

I was obsessed with clowns. My dad had to get rid of them. I thought there were clowns under my bed for years.

Ender estaba tendido en su cama con los ojos fijos en el techo. Desde que era comandante no dormía más de cinco horas diarias.

And I woke up and as I woke up the dream began to dissolve. The dream and the story of the dream. And I knew that in the dream was an understanding that was simply a gift and it was receding in the darkness and I sat up in bed and called out after it but it simply fell to pieces in my mind

The old man lay dim and bleared in his brass bed. Suttree leaned back in the chair and pushed at his eyes with the back of his hand. The day had grown dusk, the rain eased. Pigeons flapped up overhead and preened and crooned. The keeper of this brief vigil said that he'd guessed something of the workings in the wings, the ropes and sand-bags and the houselight toggles. Heard dimly a shuffling and coughing beyond the painted drop of the world.

Ich suche seit Jahren nach diesem Schloss! Dornröschens Bett. Die Kaiserin würde ein Vermögen dafür zahlen.' Clara blickte ungläublig über den stillen Hof. 'Angeblich findet jeder, den in dem Bett schläft, wahre Liebe. Aber wie es scheint,' Jacob musterte die dunklen Fenster, 'ist der Prinz nie gekommen.' Oder er war wie ein ausgespie?ter Vogel in den Dornen verendet.

Oh, no, no! I am not going to wet this bed." The boy kept his promise, for his pride was involved. That was his bed. He and he alone had bought it. And he was wearing pajamas now like a little man. He wanted to act like a man. And he did.

spent together in the same bed and still managing to keep separate and remote.

But I wasn't mad or happy. And as I lay in bed trying to read, I realized that upset had been overshadowed by uneasy. I felt as though someone was watching me. I got so spooked I even got up to check out the window and in the closet and under the bed, but the feeling still didn't go away. It took me nearly until midnight to understand what it was. It was me. Watching me.

Sometimes you lie in bed at night, and you don't have a single thing to worry about...That always worries me!