Sleep Quotes

Who cares what time you wake up and go to bed? What matters most is what you do with your life in between.

A stranger sleeps next to me, like a stone beside another stone.

Like chocolate, she craved sleep and it made her life brighter, but she could do without.

Happiness depends on sound sleep, orderly bowels and regular meals.

My bed is the magical place where I love to overthink like a PSYCHO.

When I can’t fall sleep, I pray.

In their sleep, both boys kept moving closer to me, and when I finally drifted off, there was one arm wrapped around my stomach and one hand intertwined with mine.

In troubled times, one wishes for a sound sleep more than usual, but on the contrary, realizing its amplified importance, sleep smugly impedes all attempts to woo it.

I walked along the shore in the morning light, the winds have slept in the arms of dawn after crying all night.

One of the characteristics of the dream is that nothing surprises us in it.

A sleeping man would miss the best of the evening, and the moonrise as well.

A man that sleeps all night wastes too much of life.

Getting up early and feeling awake was the one skill he had never truly perfected - he got up, of course, but it never felt natural.

I am here to tell youWe are all of us just as mighty as planets—and you too, We'll let you in, we've got stalwart to spare—But you might have to sleep on the floor.

A hand touched my shoulder, shaking me. I was back on the bus. It was dark and warm and I just wanted to sleep, but Chloe kept shaking my sho

I heard raindrops in the nightPattering upon my eaves, Like a pleasing lullabyEasing me back to sleep, Which I thought was odd a bit, For I awoke because of it.

Rest time is the waste time. It is economy to gather fresh strength.

Every part of me is attuned to the work. I soak it up to my pores during the day, and at night - in the moments before I pass off into sleep - ideas explode into my head like fireworks.

I never sleep well when I'm on call.

By morning I was worn out. My limbs felt heavy as wood, my head cottony. I might've felt better if I hadn't slept at all.

I'm afraid we shall waste an awful lot of time.""Don't worry, " answered Snufkin, "we shall have wonderful dreams, and when we wake up it'll be spring.

I willed myself to stay awake, but the rain was so soft and the room was so warm and his voice was so deep and his knee was so snug that I slept.

The sleeper turns his back on everyone.

Some of us have resolved to escape into drunkenness before the sleep takes us.

I really think I'd be better at, like, advanced napping techniques.

But one only woke people if one knew what one wanted to say to them. And she wanted to say not one thing, but everything.

Discussions should always be held just before going to bed, your rear protected by sleep. How painful, after an intellectual conversation, to have to go about with your mind so stirred up.

Then his head tipped down on his chest and he fell into the instant sleep of the ancient and the very young.

I never was so immensely tickled by anything I had ever said before. I actually woke up twice during the night, and laughed till the bed shook.

I won't take a real nap. I have this halfway place, a rest stop on the road to sleep, where I can stay for hours. I don't even need to close my eyes, just stay safe under the covers and breathe.

Every time my head hit the pillow, I wondered why I had ever left my bed in the first place.

The deepest sleep is meant only for children and perfect fools.

Two things I can't stand - sitting and sleeping.

I am amazed that there are still nights when I sleep well.

Sleep is an unfortunate biological requirement that both wastes time and leaves one vulnerable.

Hasn't it dawned on your twilight mind, even in the seconds span of a falling star, that you might be missing something more than your sleep?

It is at night when sleep like the outgoing sea leaves you dry and cold and the morning light arrives like a small punishment.

I got to bed later than mostPeople to see the moon in the night sky.And wake up earlier than most people to watch the Sunrise.

Sleep is a shallow death we practice every night.

Sleep is a kind of peace, and I have not yet earned peace.

I only wake to fall asleepAnd sleep, to awake without end.

Long ago you were a dream in your mother's sleep, and then she awoke to give you birth.

His impatience for sleep often frightened that very sleep away.

Ironically, just when she needed to get as much sleep as possible to prepare her for the next few days, her excited anticipation kept her awake long into the night.

My WHY is always greater than my SLEEP.

The last thing she remembered before finally drifting off was how nice Steffi's hair smelled.

I am a fading phantasmagoria. Time has left me in partial glory.

Sometimes I wake up and think... 'I was asleep.

One of the most frequent sins of omission is the failure to get adequate rest.

For me, sleep equaled death. How was closing your eyes and losing consciousness any different from death? What separated temporary loss of consciousness from permanent obliteration?