Sleep Quotes
I hasten to sleep so that I might dreamand colour my mind with a myriad of things.
In my dreams I am sleepingI am sleeping in my dreamsI wish to dream in my sleepJust wish to dream in my sleep.
The delicious, semiconscious, edge-of-wonderland kind of sleep, where I'm awake enough to control my dreams but asleep enough to forget that I'm doing it.
Must have been some kind a nightmare.”“Yeah, ” I answer, my usual calm, vacant voice returning. “Can’t wait to wake up.
I wanted to find a nice quiet spot, go to sleep, and dream about kittens.
For a time I hovered in that peaceful dreamland where nothing at all works properly but everything is okay.
It's late at night when the memory comes for me, like it always seems to when the relief of sleep seems ready to draw me under.
Time passes. I drift in and out. As if I cease to be, until I remember to exist again.
Perhaps a seemingly dull, boring person is not a person who lacks personality, but rather a person with so much personality most other things bore them.
When I finally lie down, I find sleep elusive. The same thoughts that trouble me during the day are only compounded by the stillness of night.
If you can't turn off your thoughts, who cares how soft your pillow is?"- David King
Prot: I'm not tired.Brewer: I am.Prot: Perhaps you're getting too much sleep. All your beings seem to sleep a lot. Is that because it's so awful to be awake?
Sleep is like a cat: It only comes to you if you ignore it. I drank more and continued my mantra. 'Stop thinking', swig, 'empty your head', swig, 'now, seriously empty your head'.
I can push everything into the dark.But it leaves me empty.And the dark always ends up finding me in my sleep
Personally, I like to sleep. And I intend to appropriately confine myself more and more to my living quarters and pass my life away sleeping.
My favorite cure for boredom is sleep. It's very easy to get to sleep when bored and very hard to get bored after a long rest.
And yet, I was scared of falling asleep, because the moment I fell asleep my wounds would heal and right then I didn’t want that to happen. Right then, I found a strange but real comfort in the pain.
It was the study hour. Most of the monks were reading. A few were meditating, an activity that was suspiciously similar to dozing.
And in that foggy place between sleep and waking, he could have been anyone. That was what she liked most about him: In the darkness, he became whomever she wanted.
Death was a quiet evil, unavoidable like the dark night and defenseless sleep and tearful sorrows. It had hunted her down and slithered close, wanting only to smother every last flicker of
The paradoxical situation with a vast number of people today is that they are half asleep when awake, and half awake when asleep, or when they want to sleep.
Asleep you can experience many hours whilst only a few waking moments have passed. This is why dreams are an ideal platform for training.
I find that being considerate of others and keeping what I say and what I do in agreement makes for a great night's sleep.
You smile and draw me near and whisper, "Do as dreamers do."I lean to you and whisper in your ear, "I cannot dream tonight my Dear. For it is you.
But space shrinks when you get old, and things lose their wonder, and the wisest thing to do then is to try your best to sleep.
I don't sleep. I just let my body lie itself into numbness and lie to myself that I can't hear, see, or feel anything.
sleep is the most innocent creature there is and a sleepless manthe most guilty.
I'm not an insomniac. It's just that my mind is in the best position to catch the weight of all hovering possibilities the moment I lie down.
I've had enough of these streets that sweat a cold, yellow slime, of hostile people, of crying myself to sleep every night. I've had enough of thinking, enough of remembering.
when I finally begin to driftinto sleepyour memory is the...firstand the moonlightthe last, to kiss my face.
It doesn't matter, the important thing is to fall asleep caressing the charm of an image. Because the last thing you think of before falling asleep must always be the most beautiful.
You can do without sleep or without food, but not without both and sleep wasn't an option.
What silence rules the ghostly hoursThat guard the close of human sleep!(“The Testimony of the Suns”)
Silence: the motor drive of nothingness underneath all rhythm - threatened to last forever, a spell of sleep cast over the entire kingdom of listeners.
I won't sleepif that's what it takesto not wake upas myself
I am myself when I get up, I am myself throughout the day and I am myself when I go back to sleep, you probably might have met someone else when I was asleep and claimed it to be changed me.
savorwith methe lushnessof a lingering sleep...and last night’sdream.
Waking up next to you is like when other people get to sleep in and keep dreaming.