Sleep
Quotes - Never waste any time you can spend sleeping
“Eat
healthily, sleep well, breathe deeply, move harmoniously.”
―
Jean-Pierre Barral
“Truth,
like love and sleep, resents approaches that are too intense.”
―
W. H. Auden
“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'.”
―
Gillian Flynn, Gone Girl
“Sleep
is good, death is better; but of course, the best thing would to have never
been born at all.”
―
Heinrich Heine
“Never
waste any time you can spend sleeping.”
―
Frank H. Knight
“There's
little of the melancholy element in her, my lord: she is never sad but when she
sleeps; and not ever sad then; for I have heard my daughter say, she hath often
dreamt of unhappiness, and waked herself with laughing.”
―
William Shakespeare, Much Ado About Nothing
“Ghosts
do not haunt, they regress. Just as when you need to go to sleep you think of
trees or lawns, you are taking instant symbolic refuge in a ready-made
iconography of early safety and satisfaction. That exact place is where ghosts
go.”
―
Max Porter, Grief Is the Thing with Feathers
“Of
all the things a man may do, sleep probably contributes most to keeping him
sane. It puts brackets about each day. If you do something foolish or painful
today, you get irritated if somebody mentions it, today. If it happened
yesterday, though, you can nod or chuckle, as the case may be. You've crossed
through nothingness or dream to another island in Time.”
―
Roger Zelazny, Isle of the Dead
“I
had a dream about you last night. I could fly. I was going to use this power to
impress you, but you were too heavy to carry, so I won you over with my
personality instead”
―
Michael Summers, I Had a Dream About You
“She
already felt dead in everything but name. What remained to be taken from her?
She longed to be enfolded, welcomed, into the earth - to breathe no more, love
no more, hurt no more”
―
Alan Brennert, Moloka'i
“I
wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
I
feel my fate in what I cannot fear.
I
learn by going where I have to go.”
―
Theodore Roethke, The Collected Poems
“She
had always lived her best life in dreams. She knew no greater pleasure than
that moment of passage into the other place, when her limbs grew warm and heavy
and the sparkling darkness behind her lids became ordered and doors opened; when
conscious thought grew owl's wings and talons and became other than conscious.”
―
John Crowley, Little, Big
“Although
she was giddy with exhaustion, sleep was a lover who refused to be touched....”
―
Janet Fitch, Paint it Black
“A
few nights later, I secretly hope that I might be a genius. Why else can no
amount of sleeping pills fell my brain? But in the morning my daughter asks me
what a cloud is and I cannot say.”
―
Jenny Offill, Dept. of Speculation
“She
wanted to return to her dream. Perhaps it was still somewhere there behind her
closed eyelids. Perhaps a little of its happiness still clung like gold dust to
her lashes. Don't dreams in fairy tales sometimes leave a token behind?”
―
Cornelia Funke, Inkheart
“She
sleeps. And now she wakes each day a little less. And, each day, takes less and
less nourishment, as if grudging the least moment of wakefulness, for, from the
movement under her eyelids, and the somnolent gestures of her hands and feet,
it seems as if her dreams grow more urgent and intense, as if the life she
lives in the closed world of dreams is now about to possess her utterly, as if
her small, increasingly reluctant wakenings were an interpretation of some more
vital existence, so she is loath to spend even those necessary moments of
wakefulness with us, wakings strange as her sleepings. Her marvellous fate - a
sleep more lifelike than the living, a dream which consumes the world.
'And,
sir,' concluded Fevvers, in a voice that now took on the sombre, majestic tones
of a great organ, 'we do believe . . . her dream will be the coming century.
'And,
oh, God . . . how frequently she weeps!”
―
Angela Carter, Nights at the Circus
“The
man was allergic to sleep.”
―
Scott Westerfeld, Leviathan
“I'm
just an insomniac struggling for a night where I don't dream of you anymore.”
―
Lone Alaskan Gypsy
“If
one believed in angels one would feel that they must love us best when we are
asleep and cannot hurt each other; and what a mercy it is that once in every
twenty-four hours we are too utterly weary to go on being unkind.”
―
Elizabeth von Arnim, The Solitary Summer
“I
had a dream about you last night. We watched pornography together, but purely
for the storyline.”
―
Michael Summers, I Had a Dream About You
“I
had a dream about you last night.. You were balancing ten tiny footballs on
your nose while dancing with a turquoise unicorn.”
―
Amy Summers, I Had a Dream About You
“I
had a dream about you last night... you kept meowing at people and licking
yourself it was not unlike you normally.”
―
Nicole McKay, I Had a Dream About You
“What
pillow can one have like a good conscience?”
―
John Steinbeck, Tortilla Flat
“I
had a dream about you last night. The best day of my life was when I taught you
how to juggle, but the best day of yours was when you taught someone else.”
―
Michael Summers, I Had a Dream About You
“I
had a dream about you last night.. You were playing with chicken livers and
told me everyone was in quarantine.”
―
Amy Summers, I Had a Dream About You
