Quotes About Rested

Many a soldier's loving arms about this neck have cross'd and rested,Many a soldier's kiss dwells on these bearded lips.

He sounded like a man who had slept well and didn't owe too much money.

When she was rested. she'd find a way to escape. It was the duty of the captive, wasn't it?

He sounded like a man who had slept well and didn't owe too much money.

In the cold morning the rested street stands up To greet the clerk who saunters down the world.

I try to get plenty of sleep every single night so that I wake up each morning feeling fully rested. That is one of the most important practices for someone who wants to lead a healthy lifestyle.

In the midst of a universe that cannot exist for a second without constant motion, God transcended the order of nature. He stopped. He rested. And He prescribes the same for you and me.

Jacob Wainwright was asked to carve an inscription on the large Mvula tree which stands by the place where the body rested, stating the name of Dr. Livingstone and the date of his death, and, before leaving, the men gave strict injunctions to Chitambo to keep the grass cleared away, so as to save it from the bush-fires which annually sweep over the country and destroy so many trees.

Being rested and playing bad is not going to be a good formula going into the playoffs. That's not good.

It's more than that.' Reyna rested her hand on Nico's. 'While you were asleep, I did a lot of thinking. What I told you about my father … I'd never shared that with anyone. I guess I knew you were the right person to confide in. You lifted some of my burden. I trust you, Nico.

Mary was not in the least tired.

Authoritarian government isn't dead; it's just hibernating, poised to return in the Fourth Turning, rested and refreshed.

the heavy monkey of sleep rested its warm, furry ass on my eyelids.

Writing, for me, is like trying to restart an engine that has rested for years, silent and rusting, in an empty lot--choked with water and dirt, infiltrated by ants and spides and cockroaches. Vines and weeds shoved into it and sprouting of it. A kind of coughing splutter, an eruption of leaves and dust, a voice that sounds a little like mine but is not the same as it was before.

After several moments of hesitation, Olive nodded and stepped off the porch. Sydney understood my cautious approach and quietly kept her distance. Rose, on the other hand, clearly wanted to come with Olive and me, but I gave her a quick shake of the head. Dimitri rested his hand on her arm to emphasize the point.

I often find there's an equal benefit to being in a comfortable, well rested studio session, but also the more pressured headspace of being in an airport or working at 7 A.M., fresh from the club with the music still ringing in your ears.

He didn't look the least bit tired. A morning person, even after no sleep at all. It was disgusting.

'Power' usually starts principal photography around mid September, and the first table read is always like one big family reunion. The most common comment we hear is how 'well rested' everyone looks... something that can't be said by the end of the season.

Her hand now rested on the top of her left thigh. Where she had the knife strapped, he guessed, and immediately felt his gut tighten with a shot of good, old-fashioned male lust. He did not know why an armed woman should be so arousing, but man oh man, this one was.

Her feet half rested half floated, upon the floor; Earth scarcely held her down, so fast was she becoming a thing of dreams. No love of hers for Earth, or of the children of Earth for her, had any longer power to hold her there. And

At night she still woke up, she still mulled and worried and reflected and regretted, but after an hour or so now she would drift back into sleep, and by morning she felt well rested. She felt more or less normal, in fact.

Why is the wolf always the one who's drafted?" – Sasha "The wolf is the one who is most rested." – Choo Co La Tah "What? You want to toss logic into my emotional outburst? Where's the fairness of that?" - Sasha

fingers of wind combed the lake into ridges—icy palm prints glistened wherever it rested

As long as I'm rested, as long as I'm not overstimulated, as long as I can space out my day, I can count on my brain reasonably cooperating with me.