Quotes About Rest

Our Sunday evenings tend to be quiet and relaxing, and we try to go to bed early before the start of another busy week.

Sunday, I go to church; I take the day off. I rest.

I sleep a lot on Sunday. It's really great.

Sunday nights are my favourite.

Sunday I try to make up for some sleep I lost the week before and bank some for the next week.

I was in the gym seven hours a day, six times a week, and Sunday was my day of rest. So there wasn't a lot of time that I had to myself, and obviously, that kind of ruined the joy of the sport.

I'm so used to getting up at 4 A.M. for work that sleeping 'til seven on a Sunday feels like sleeping in to me. So that's what I do.

Just have a Sunday where you do nothing. Lay around, cover yourselves in dogs and cats like I like do, and just put on some Netflix. There's so much value I think in just allowing yourself to be still.

Sunday is my day of rest, which usually includes a lie-in, a pyjama day or just being with my family.

I want to work every day. I don't work every day. When I finish something, people ask me, 'You gonna chill for a little while?' I'm like, 'No. I chill on Sunday afternoon.' I need to be engaged.

Well, there's nothing better than putting your feet up on a Sunday afternoon and grabbing a good book.

I never manage to get to bed early on Sunday night but this doesn't matter, as I don't know one level of exhaustion from another.

I try to not work too many Sundays. At least on Sunday nights, I try to chill out a little bit. I call it Sunday Funday.

Sundays are a day for recuperation and family.

I hated Sundays when I was growing up in Streatham, south London. Everything closed down and stopped.

I don't do anything political on Sundays.

I'm always up for a riot, but now and again, you've gotta put your feet up and enjoy the sunset.

A good night's sleep is a super important part of feeling good.

It should either have passed away with my childhood, or my childhood should have flowed away from it later, leaving it behind, real among all the rest of reality, something to see and objectively tell, like a thing in Cezanne, incomprehensible for all I care, but tangible.

Rast. Gast sein einmal. Nicht immer selbst seine Wünsche bewirten mit kärglicher Kost. Nicht immer feindlich nach allem fassen, einmal sich alles geschehen lassen und wissen: was geschieht, ist gut.

?stirahat. Bir kere de misafirli?i tad?yor.....Bir kere de her ?eyi kendi haline b?rakmak ve ?unu bilmek: Ne olursa iyi olur...

Call me Jack-the-Bear, for I am in a state of hibernation.

For each new morning with its light, For rest and shelter of the night, For health and food, for love and friends, For everything Thy goodness sends.

power ceases in the instant of repose, it resides in the moment of transition