Sleep Late Quotes

There's a problem for them [teens] when they have to get up and go to school in the morning, they're very sleepy, yet on the weekends, they'll sleep 12 hours, they'll sleep late and then go to bed late and wake up late. And on vacations, it's not a problem.

I love to sleep late, and I rarely have the chance to.

You know what happens to sex in marriage? Instead of inviting desire, you monitor it. Especially men: You let her sleep late, you take the kids to the park, and all that time you're thinking, "Tonight I'll get some." That doesn't work.

All I know is that young boys sleep late and hard.

A rainy day is like a lovely gift -- you can sleep late and not feel guilty.

Wow, you're never allowed to sleep late again. You're crankier than a fat guy in stilettos.

If you're a bird, be an early bird. But if you're a worm, sleep late.

I wish I knew how to sleep late! I generally wake horribly early, often with a head full of thoughts and deadlines that propel me to my computer.

I felt that I didn't want to be in show business anymore. I felt that I wanted to be a farmer. I was milking cows and shoveling terrible stuff and working all day. By the end of the day, all I wanted was my tap shoes - I thought, 'What am I doing? I better get back where I belong on the stage where we work at night and can sleep late!

The lion and the calf shall lie down together but the calf won't get much sleep.

Early bird Oh, if you’re a bird, be an early bird And catch the worm for your breakfast plate. If you’re a bird, be an early bird— But if you’re a worm, sleep late.

My work is very dear to me, and certainly I have had all the emotional highs and lows that go with trying to get it to an audience. But I do have some kind of detachment that seems somewhat unusual in my trade. I'm a writer who writes every day. I don't have a period of months where I can't get anything done and I wander around tearing my hair out. When I come back from a book tour, for instance, I might have one day where I sleep late and then check my e-mail, and then go for a walk, and then the next day I'm really itching to get back at writing a story.

One cannot think well, love well, sleep well, if one has not dined well.

If you're going to do something tonight that you'll be sorry for tomorrow morning, sleep late.

A well-spent day brings happy sleep.

The bed is a bundle of paradoxes: we go to it with reluctance, yet we quit it with regret; we make up our minds every night to leave it early, but we make up our bodies every morning to keep it late.

Better to get up late and be wide awake then, than to get up early and be asleep all day.

I love sleep. My life has the tendency to fall apart when I'm awake, you know?

Maybe there is no Heaven. Or maybe this is all pure gibberish - a product of the demented imagination of a lazy drunken hillbilly with a heart full of hate who has found a way to live out where the real winds blow - to sleep late, have fun, get wild, drink whisky, and drive fast on empty streets with nothing in mind except falling in love and not getting arrested... Res ipsa loquitur. Let the good times roll.

Sleep late, have fun, get wild, drink whisky and drive fast on empty streets with nothing in mind but falling in love and not getting arrested.

Laugh and the world laughs with you!

Laugh and the world laughs with you, snore and you sleep alone.

Not being able to sleep is terrible. You have the misery of having partied all night... Without the satisfaction.

I am accustomed to sleep and in my dreams to imagine the same things that lunatics imagine when awake.