Quotes About Rest

The Sleep lasted six hours. For most of that time John lay beside Miriam watching the shadows.

You're tired. Sleep well tonight and tomorrow we'll see how far this reef runs - then we'll start some scheming.

caravanserai. It was almost certainly they who

I am the enemy you killed, my friend I knew you in this dark, for so you frowned Yesterday through me as you jabbed and killed I parried, but my hands were loath and cold Let us sleep now.

I must really rest a little before I can get on any farther. When I have reclined for a few minutes, with my eyes closed, and when Louis has refreshed my poor aching temples with a little eau-de-Cologne, I may be able to proceed.

Let my grave be forgotten. Give me your word of honour that you will allow no monument of any sort — not even the commonest tombstone — to mark the place of my burial. Let me sleep, nameless. Let me rest, unknown.

The fear of death is strangely mingled with the longing for repose.

Philosophy directs us first to seek the goods of the mind, and the rest will either be supplied, or not much wanted.

Idleness breeds our better virtues.

In a strange room you must empty yourself for sleep. And before you are emptied, what are you. And when you are emptied for sleep you are not. And when you are filled with sleep you never were.

the long sleep that outlasts love

In a strange room you must empty yourself for sleep. And before you are emptied for sleep, what are you. And when you are emptied for sleep, you are not. And when you are filled with sleep, you never were.

I must be overtired', Buttercup managed. 'The excitement and all.' 'Rest then', her mother cautioned. 'Terrible things can happen when you're overtired. I was overtired the night your father proposed.

Probabilmente sono troppo stanca» inventò Buttercup. «L'eccitazione e tutto il resto». «Riposati, allora» l'ammonì sua madre. «Quando sei troppo stanca ti succedono cose tremende. Ero troppo stanca la sera in cui tuo padre mi ha chiesto di sposarlo».

ability to get by with no more than four hours' sleep—plus an occasional catnap—was no exaggeration. "Sleep," he maintained, "is like a drug. Take too much at a time and it makes you dopey. You lose time, vitality, and opportunities.

She slept but little. In the morning she found habit by her bedside; she clothed herself therein and faced the day.

What can we get on with while our consciousness rests? A researcher into the mind, a psychonomer , a thought-mapper , might claim this a meaningless question: that we are nothing without our consciousness.When it rests so do we" -Railsea by China Mieville

The eye is not harmed by sleep.

what looks like laziness is often exhaustion

When you are resolving your mind, Do not hanker for the higher perceptions. There is the danger of being carried away by the maras of joy and pride. Son, rest in the state free from hope. Do you understand this, monk from Ü?*

Et nous sommes en grant poverte, S'est riches de nostre deserte Chil pour qui nous nous traveillons. Des nuis grant partie veillons Et les jours tous, pour gaagnier, Qu'il nous manache a mehaigner Des membres quant nous reposons ; Et pour che reposer n'osons.

Since I'm always working, my best holiday memories are definitely when I can just go home and spend time with my family.

Once when we stopped to rest, she dug her toes into the earth at the edge of a field and smiled. When I saw her smile, I felt strong enough to carry on..

Miracles come out of rest. Resting in knowing who we are. It's who we are that defines us, not what we do. If we allow what we do to define who we are, then we are heading for trouble. Miracles are not done for identity; they are because of our identity.