Explore the wonderful quotes under this tag
No matter how big or soft or warm your bed is, you still have to get out of it.
Sep 29, 2025
The repose of sleep refreshes only the body. It rarely sets the soul at rest.
The repose of sleep refreshes only the body. It rarely sets the soul at rest. The repose of the night does not belong to us. It is not the possession of our being. Sleep opens within us an inn for phantoms. In the morning we must sweep out the shadows.
We do not weary of eating and sleeping every day, for hunger and sleepiness recur. Without that we should weary of them. So, without the hunger for spiritual things, we weary of them. Hunger after righteousness--the eighth beatitude.
Sleep lingers all our lifetime about our eyes, as night hovers all day in the boughs of the fir-tree.
Wakefulness is the only saintliness there is, and sleepiness, unconsciousness, is the only sin there is; all other sins are born out of it. Cut the root, cut the very root! Don't go on pruning the leaves.
Sleeplessness is a desert without vegetation or inhabitants.
Sleep 'til you're hungry, eat 'til you're sleepy.
In its early stages, insomnia is almost an oasis in which those who have to think or suffer darkly take refuge.
Sleep, that deplorable curtailment of the joy of life.
Cut if you will with sleep's dull knife, the years from off your life, my friend! the years that death takes off my life, he'll take from off the other end!
I love you as the plant that never blooms but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers; thanks to your love a certain solid fragrence risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body. and: No one can stop the river of your hands, your eyes and their sleepiness, my dearest. You are the trembling of time, which passes between the vertical light and the darkening sky. and: From the stormy archipelagoes I brought my windy accordian, waves of crazy rain, the habitual slowness of natural things: they made up my wild heart.
O sleep! O gentle sleep! Nature's soft nurse.
Finish each day before you begin the next, and interpose a solid wall of sleep between the two. This you cannot do without temperance.
How do people go to sleep? I'm afraid I've lost the knack. I might try busting myself smartly over the temple with the night-light. I might repeat to myself, slowly and soothingly, a list of quotations beautiful from minds profound; if I can remember any of the damn things.
I picked up one of the books and flipped through it. Don't get me wrong, I like reading. But some books should come with warning labels: Caution: contains characters and plots guaranteed to induce sleepiness. Do not attempt to operate heavy machinery after ingesting more than one chapter. Has been known to cause blindness, seizures and a terminal loathing of literature. Should only be taken under the supervision of a highly trained English teacher. Preferably one who grades on the curve.
For sleep, one needs endless depths of blackness to sink into; daylight is too shallow, it will not cover one.
We catched fish, and talked, and we took a swim now and then to keep off sleepiness. It was kind of solemn, drifting down the big still river, laying on our backs looking up at the stars, and we didn’t ever feel like talking loud, and it warn’t often that we laughed, only a kind of low chuckle. We had mighty good weather, as a general thing, and nothing ever happened to us at all, that night, nor the next, nor the next.
I cannot sleep in your presence In your absence, tears prevent me you watch me my beloved on each sleepiness night and Only you see the difference
The worst thing in the world is to be bland.
Many things, such as loving, going to sleep, or behaving unaffectedly - are done worst when we try hardest to do them.
Sleep: a poor substitute for caffeine!
Sleep is the interest we have to pay on the capital which is called in at death; and the higher the rate of interest and the more regularly it is paid, the further the date of redemption is postponed.
Insomnia is a gross feeder. It will nourish itself on any kind of thinking, including thinking about not thinking.
Now blessings light on him that first invented this same sleep. It covers a man all over, thoughts and all, like a cloak.
Now, blessings light on him that first invented sleep!Ê It covers a man all over, thoughts and all, like a cloak; it is meat for the hungry, drink for the thirsty, heat for the cold, and cold for the hot.Ê It is the current coin that purchases all the pleasures of the world cheap, and the balance that sets the king and the shepherd, the fool and the wise man, even.
A flock of sheep that leisurely pass by One after one; the sound of rain, and bees Murmuring; the fall of rivers, winds and seas, Smooth fields, white sheets of water, and pure sky - I've thought of all by turns, and still I lie Sleepless.
The worst thing in the world is to try to sleep and not to.
And if tonight my soul may find her peace in sleep, and sink in good oblivion, and in the morning wake like a new-opened flower then I have been dipped again in God, and new-created.
The feeling of sleepiness when you are not in bed, and can't get there, is the meanest feeling in the world.
It's a cruel season that makes you get ready for bed while it's light out.
Bed is a bundle of paradoxes: we go to it with reluctance, yet we quit it with regret.
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.
All men whilst they are awake are in one common world: but each of them, when he is asleep, is in a world of his own.
Sleeping is no mean art: for its sake one must stay awake all day.
The amount of sleep required by the average person is five minutes more.
Most people do not consider dawn to be an attractive experience - unless they are still up.
It appears that every man's insomnia is as different from his neighbours as are their daytime hopes and aspirations.
Laugh and the world laughs with you!
Laugh and the world laughs with you, snore and you sleep alone.
Narcolepsy is a disorder that affects many different areas of life. So in typical patients with narcolepsy, they have something called "excessive daytime sleepiness." So, they're very sleepy during the day. Yet, at night, they're still sleepy, but their sleep is very broken.
Don't fight with the pillow, but lay down your head And kick every worriment out of the bed.
A ruffled mind makes a restless pillow.
If you can't sleep, then get up and do something instead of lying there worrying. It's the worry that gets you, not the lack of sleep.
Consciousness: That annoying time between naps
For my part I love sleepy fellows, and the more ignorant the better. Damn your wide-awake and knowing chaps. As for sleepiness, itis one of the noblest qualities of humanity. There is something sociable about it, too. Think of those sensible & sociable millions of good fellows all taking a good long friendly snooze together, under the sod--no quarrels, no imaginary grievances, no envies, heart-burnings, & thinking how much better that other chap is off--none of this: but all equally free-&-easy, they sleep away & reel off their nine knots an hour, in perfect amity.
Not being able to sleep is terrible. You have the misery of having partied all night... Without the satisfaction.
There is more refreshment and stimulation in a nap, even of the briefest, than in all the alcohol ever distilled.
It is a common experience that a problem difficult at night is resolved in the morning after the committee of sleep has worked on it.
I would like to suggest that what my accusers have been pleased to call the peace of the Church is more properly called the sleepiness of the Church and we should be thankful to God that it has been disturbed.