Quotes About Sleeping

Those who think with their reason tend to be distracted. Those who think with their emotions are sleeping. Those who think with their will are dead.

You can find me sleeping on the floor at Terminal B at the Atlanta airport any time.

I fear all we have done is to awaken a sleeping giant and fill him with a terrible resolve.

the novel, arguably the author's best, had a disquieting power, like a sleeping crocodile.

The widow tells me that her monthly moon water is irregular. She has trouble sleeping and is plagued by bouts of sweating. She says she's always taken humble pride in being sharp of mind. "But now I can't remember a thing!" she complains.

Spirituality is impacted not only by remembrance but by diet, stress, sleeping and eating habits among other things. Take care of yourself.

Training is what you are doing while your opponent is sleeping in.

Planchet, two hours before, had asked his master for some dinner, and he had answered him with the proverb, "He who sleeps, dines." And Planchet dined by sleeping.

Language is like poppies. It just takes something to churn the earth round them up, and when it does up come the sleeping words, bright red, fresh, blowing about.

Marriage forces him to live with more ornament as well as sentiment, as it protects him, also, from the extremities of his own nature - from a frigid parsimony or a luxuriant sloth, from squalor, and from excessive sleeping, drinking, smoking, or freethinking.

Did you ever feel a creeping, That awoke you from your sleeping, That made your pulses flutter and bristled all your hair; While a horrid stealthy crawling Prevented you from calling, And something seemed to tell you that a ghost was coming there?

You ever find a cat sleeping in a ray of sun? There's a sound over there. It's a golden sound. That's the only way to describe it. It's a bright sound, and it has little flecks of music in it, drifting like motes of dust. And you just know if you let that sound get inside you, if you hummed along with it, you'd rest like a cat in the sun. A perfect rest. You could rest a billion years.

Nine million Americans--4 percent of adults--are using prescription sleeping pills, and vastly more are using over-the-counter sleep aids.

Error is related to truth as sleeping is to waking. I have observed that when one has been in error, one turns to truth as though revitalized.

Time passes. Listen. Time passes. Come closer now. Only you can hear the houses sleeping in the streets in the slow deep salt and silent black, bandaged night.

Although both annie and liam were ready to leave early the next morning, they had to wait for Prince Andreas, who was still sleeping. Annie wanted to go wake him, but when she asked Lady Hillary for the location of his room, the lady-in-waiting looked shocked and told her that it wasn't proper.

Many earnest young writers with a flow of adjectives and a passion for detail have attempted to describe the quiet of a great city at night, when a few million people within it are sleeping, or ought to be. They work in the clang of a distant owl car, and the roar of an occasional "L" train, and the hollow echo of the footsteps of the late passer-by. They go elaborately into description, and are strong on the brooding hush, but the thing has never been done satisfactorily.

Desert springtime, with flowers popping up all over the place, trees leafing out, streams gushing down from the mountains. Great time of year for hiking, camping, exploring, sleeping under the new moon and the old stars. At dawn and at evening we hear the coyotes howling with excitement—mating season.

I thought he had taken my soul, said Rev. I thought he took mine, too. But no one can. It's just been sleeping.

Tell me of thine eyes And I will tell thee of thy heart. Tell me of thy feet And I will tell thee of thy hands. Tell me of thy sleeping And I will tell thee of thy waking. Tell me of thy desires And I will tell thee of thy need.

I would be a terrible person to be in a relationship with because I'm either sleeping or at the theater.

I like the posture, but not the yoga. I like the inebriated morning, but not the opium. I like the flower but not the garden, the moment but not the dream. Quiet, my love. Be still. I am sleeping.

was sleeping, but my heart kept vigil.

Pretty soon three sleeping bags formed a triangle in the master bedroom. The father was the hypotenuse. The girl asked him to brush out her hair, which he did while the boy ate a tangerine, peeling it up close to his face, inhaling the mist. Then he held each segment to the light to find seeds. In his lap, cat paws fluttered like dreaming eyes. "What