Quotes About Rest

And when thou art weary I'll find thee a bed, Of mosses and flowers to pillow thy head.

Art should be something like a good armchair in which to rest from physical fatigue.

You gotta know when to be lazy. Done correctly, it's an art form that benefits everyone.

Sleep is no mean art.

Poetry should only occupy the idle.

This mind is continuous and ever taxing, Sleep is an endeavoring luxury for the carnivorous mind

agreement of body with inertia agreement with emptiness weightlessness of time rest on the ground recovered earth -- it crumbles -- it melts -- words penetrating the ground -- it dissolves -- loss of possessions -- loss of power -- like dead the buried text

fresh. "I miss you, too. Get some sleep.

a break at lunchtime. She hated

No se puede pretender que un hombre, o una mujer, esté en actividad permanente. A veces hay que darle un descanso para que pueda entregarse a sus penas.

Maybe the mad don't need to sleep. Maybe their insanity is all they require to sustain them.

I rested my head deeper into the terrycloth and closed my eyes. Only on sand like this did I ever feel like I could sleep forever, did I feel that sleep could be a destination. The comfort was limitless and I knew I was mouthing the words Fantastic, so good, fantastic , so good but couldn't help it.

Every now and then go away and have a little relaxation. To remain constantly at work will diminish your judgment. Go some distance away, because work will be in perspective and a lack of harmony is more readily seen.

The art of resting the mind and the power of dismissing from it all care and worry is probably one of the secrets of our great men. —Capt. J. A. Hatfield

Uncaptured, unclarified, and therefore unmanaged things that you have agreed to do own a piece of you and give you no rest.

An ambient angst pervades our society—there's a sense that somehow there's probably something we should be doing that we're not, which creates a tension for which there is no resolution and from which there is no rest.

There are only so many hours per day, even as we push back the frontiers of sleeplessness. There are only so many people with whom we can maintain serious connections

No, a nightmare is what's coming for the rest of these assholes.

The wilderness is a place of rest—not in the sense of being motionless, for the lure, after all, is to move, to round the next bend. The rest comes in the isolation from distractions, in the slowing of the daily centrifugal forces that keep us off balance.

By week's end, when we'd had all manner of weather, I finally saw what it was about heavy seas and marvelous rest: in heavy seas you feel rocked to sleep, with the windows' spume a gentle shushing, the engines' throb a mother's pulse.

Television's greatest minute-by-minute appeal is that it engages without demanding. One can rest while undergoing stimulation. Receive without giving.

Die Integrität meines Schlafs ist für alle Zeit kompromittiert, Sir.

Also Dad said it was a shame to go to bed early and miss everything when you could sleep late the next day and catch up...

Thus then lived this folk in much plenty and ease of life, though not delicately nor desiring things out of measure. They wrought with their hands and wearied themselves; and they rested from their toil and feasted and were merry: to-morrow was not a burden to them, nor yesterday a thing which they would fain forget: life shamed them not, nor did death make them afraid.