Quotes About Insomnia

I often write either really early in the morning, or really late at night.

It was three o'clock in the morning – the wisest and most accursed hour of the clock. But sometimes it sets us free.

If he can't sleep, how will he ever dream?

I'm a bit of an insomniac. I go to bed at 5am because I get caught up in watching TV or listening to music at night.

Because I cannot sleep I make music at night.

I can't sleep without the TV on. It doesn't matter where it is. I don't like silence. My ears ring from loud music.

While pensive poets painful vigils keep, Sleepless themselves, to give their readers sleep.

Insomnia is the act of pushing through sleep to achieve the art of insane creativity.

If you cannot sleep, put the sacred energy to use. You can pray, read and write.

He had to take sleep by surprise. Preparing for bed simply alerted insomnia, brought all the busy thoughts, the renegade remorses and guilts and recriminations.

I've always envied people who sleep easily. Their brains must be cleaner, the floorboards of the skull well swept, all the little monsters closed up in a steamer trunk at the foot of the bed. I was born an insomniac and that's the way I'll die, wasting thousands of hours along the way longing for unconsciousness,

I was born an insomniac and that's the way I'll die, wasting thousands of hours along the way longing for unconsciousness.

I've always envied people who sleep easily. Their brains must be cleaner, the floorboards of the skull well swept, all the little monsters closed up in a steamer trunk at the foot of the bed. I was born an insomniac and that's the way I'll die, wasting thousands of hours along the way longing for unconsciousness, longing for a rubber mallet to crack me in the head, not so hard, not hard enough to do any damage, just a good whack to put me down for the night.

I was born an insomniac and that's the way I'll die, wasting thousands of hours along the way longing for unconsciousness, longing for a rubber mallet to crack me in the head, not so hard, not hard enough to do any damage, just a good whack to put me down for the night.

Mario, what do you get when you cross an insomniac, an unwilling agnostic and a dyslexic?" "I give." "You get someone who stays up all night torturing himself mentally over the question of whether or not there's a dog.

Some nights I sleep like a baby. Other nights it's, Oh God, I just came up with a bomb shot.

Thank God for sleep! And when you cannot sleep, still thank Him that you live to lie awake.

I was quite an insomniac. I rarely slept as a child. Having God to talk to at night was nice.

Cats are rather delicate creatures and they are subject to a good many different ailments, but I have never heard of one who suffered from insomnia.

I have such a desire to sleep and am so much behind my sleep. A good night, one good night and all this nonsense will be swept away.

If you can't sleep, then get up and do something instead of lying there worrying. It's the worry that gets you, not the lack of sleep.

I haven't slept for ten days, because that would be too long.

If you can't sleep, count sheep. Don't count endangered animals. You will run out.

Cats are rather delicate creatures and they are a subject to a good many different ailments, but I have never heard of one who has suffered from insomnia.