Quotes About Rest

Il était presque toujours de bonne humeur, le reste du temps il dormait.

It is the good who do not sleep.

Matt rested his head against the bus window, the vibration working like a strange massage.

Her head hit the pillow without argument and, poof, sleep.

Hell is eternal apartness. What had she done that she must spend the rest of her years reaching out with yearning for them, making secret trips to long ago, making no journey to the present? I am their blood and bones, I have dug in this ground, this is my home. But I am not their blood, the ground doesn't care who digs it, I am a stranger at a cocktail party.

B?rakal?m bu kez ölüyü ölü gömsün Bay Finch... b?rak?n ölüyü ölüler gömsün.

She had slept twelve hours, and her shoulders ached from weariness.

Now for a good twelve-hour sleep, I told myself. Twelve solid hours. Let birds sing, let people go to work. Somewhere out there, a volcano might blow, Israeli commandos might decimate a Palestinian village. I couldn't stop it. I was going to sleep.

Relax your body, and the rest of you will lighten up.

He was dead tired, thanks to which, whatever emotions he might have had, simply came and went without gaining a foothold. The Rat began to relax and lay down his empty head on the mingled sounds of the waves and the deejay until sleep crept over him.

If you don't take care of yourself, you can't be at your best.

there is simply nothing more comforting than the smell of one's own bed.

Stop trying. Take long walks. Look at scenery. Doze off at noon. Don't even think about flying. And then, pretty soon, you'll be flying again.

There was a way that you could sleep properly when a house had been straightened up, when all the Ranger Ricks were put up on the shelf and the toys were put in the plastic box and tomorrow's clothes were laid out neatly on a chair. But then again, when everything was left out all over the floor and the dishes were still in the sink, there was a way that you could dream.

Well, my darling, you can be lazy when you're lying in your coffin. -Rose

Nothing really matters on a Sunday," his muffled voice said from under the jacket. "Everybody gets to have a day off from who they actually are. Don't you think? Your crimes don't count, your achievements don't matter. You just have to curl up in your bed and take a lovely siesta. You are both nothing and everything in your dreams." What

Rather than being purpose-driven, I prefer to be presence-centered. All our efforts in God's Kingdom must originate from the place of rest, the place of His presence.

It is not how good we are at being Christians but how good we are at dwelling and resting in God.

Don't forget to rest in the kindnesses He pours out on you—whether you feel deserving or not. You are His child. He loves you.

Learn how to lean into Jesus. Let Him hold you close until you can hear the rhythm of His heartbeat. Then you will know when to rest, when to run and when to release!

If you don't take a Sabbath, something is wrong. You're doing too much, you're being too much in charge. You've got to quit, one day a week, and just watch what God is doing when you're not doing anything.

My main reason for leaving WWE was to heal up my body - to give it a rest - and to spend time with my wife and my kids.

WWE was far more tougher than working for a film where you could take a shot and go and rest in the trailer, but for WWE, one had to exercise, eat well, fight, and even deal with injuries.

People tend to look at mental health differently than physical health. If someone tears their ACL, we don't expect them to run 30 yards for a touchdown. They need to be treated and have the time to rest and heal, It's the same thing for mental health.