Quotes About Rest

If that day comes when I'm done with the acting and singing, I'll just pack it in and go home.

It's much easier for me to sleep in space than it is back home. We sleep in a cabin, and you can float inside.

I lived in New York, and I was the guy who was flying home almost every week, so there was a physical exhaustion and an emotional exhaustion for me, and a need to be home more.

You want to come home to a nice firm bed with the corners tucked in so you start over, like each night is like a new night.

Touring definitely makes you appreciate home more, so when I can be home, I like to stay home.

I never slept outside of my home.

my lazy little shadow, like an arrant sleepy-head, Had stayed at home behind me and was fast asleep in bed.

Everything is sore right now. Everything. I look like I'm doing okay but I can't wait to get home.

I'm looking forward to some peace and quiet. I fantasize about having a home, which I've kind of never had.

Home is the best place to be sick in.

Home, more than anything, means warmth and bed.

Home is where you can go and rest and be nothing

I'm generally so disoriented during the week about what I'm doing and where I am - I travel a lot - that when I'm home on a Sunday, I typically try to sleep in as much as I can.

If you do not rest on the good foundation of nature, you will labour with little honor and less profit.

The sea will grant each man new hope, and sleep will bring dreams of home.

Gospel songs are the songs of hope. When you sing gospel you have the feeling there is a cure for what's wrong, but when you are through with the blues, you've got nothing to rest on.

Truly, hope is the saint's covering, wherein he wraps himself, when he lays his body down to sleep in the grave: "My flesh," saith David, "shall rest in hope."

Enrich my heart, mouth, hands in me, With faith, with hope, with charity, That I may run, rise, rest with Thee.

Sometimes you need to stop fighting to stop drowning

Our food and our rest, our trades and our labors, are to be attended to, and all the offices of humanity performed in obedience to the will of God, for the glory of Christ.

Man was made at the end of the week's work when God was tired.

Fill what is empty, empty what is full, and scratch where it itches.

Take a nap in a fireplace and you'll sleep like a log.

If you can't sleep, count sheep. Don't count endangered animals. You will run out.