Sleep Quotes

A blind man will not thank you for a looking-glass.

English Proverb

A blind man will not thank you for a looking-glass.

English Proverb

The first moments of sleep are an image of death; a hazy torpor grips our thoughts and it becomes impossible for us to determine the exact instant when the I, under another form, continues the task of existence.

Gerard De Nerval

Have courage for the great sorrows of life and patience for the small ones; and when you have laboriously accomplished your daily task, go to sleep in peace.

Victor Hugo

The concept of dreaming is known to the waking mind but to the dreamer there is no waking, no real world, no sanity; there is only the screaming bedlam of sleep.

Stephen King

Come, Sleep! O Sleep, the certain knot of peace, The baiting-place of wit, the balm of woe, The poor man's wealth, the prisoner's release,Th' indifferent judge between the high and low.

Sir Philip Sidney, Astrophel and

Sleep demands of us a guilty immunity. There is not one of us who, given an eternal incognito, a thumbprint nowhere set against our souls, would not commit rape, murder and all abominations.

Djuna Barnes

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

Rene Descartes, Meditations on F

Sleeping in a bed -- it is, apparently, of immense importance. Against those who sleep, from choice or necessity, elsewhere society feels righteously hostile. It is not done. It is disorderly, anarchical.

Rose Macaulay

We term sleep a death by which we may be literally said to die daily; in fine, so like death, I dare not trust it without my prayers.

Sir Thomas Browne

A nap, my friend, is a brief period of sleep which overtakes superannuated persons when they endeavor to entertain unwelcome visitors or to listen to scientific lectures.

George Bernard Shaw

People sleep peaceably in their beds at night only because rough men stand ready to do violence on their behalf.

George Orwell

That we are not much sicker and much madder than we are is due exclusively to that most blessed and blessing of all natural graces, sleep.

Aldous Huxley

Sleep, that deplorable curtailment of the joy of life.

Virginia Woolf

Early to bed and early to rise, makes a man healthy, wealthy, and wise.

Benjamin Franklin

I don't wake up for less than $10,000 a day.

Linda Evangelista

Nick drank the coffee, the coffee according to Hopkins. The coffee was bitter. Nick laughed. It made a good ending to the story. His mind was starting to work. He knew he could choke it because he was tired enough. He spilled the coffee out of the pot and shook the grounds loose into the fire. He lit a cigarette and went inside the tent. He took off his shoes and trousers, sitting on the blankets, rolled the shoes up inside the trousers for a pillow and got in between the blankets.Out through the front of the tent he watched the glow of the fire when the night wind blew on it. It was a quiet night. The swamp was perfectly quiet. Nick stretched under the blanket comfortably. A mosquito hummed close to his ear. Nick sat up and lit a match. The mosquito was on the canvas, over his head. Nick moved the match quickly up to it. The mosquito made a satisfactory hiss in the flame. The match went out. Nick lay down again under the blankets. He turned on his side and shut his eyes. He was sleepy. He felt sleep coming. He curled up under the blanket and went to sleep.

Ernest Hemingway

It is very difficult sometimes to keep awake, especially at church, but there is no difficulty at all about sleeping.

Oscar Wilde

Whoever drinks beer, he is quick to sleep; whoever sleeps long, does not sin; whoever does not sin, enters Heaven! Thus, let us drink beer!

Martin Luther King Jr.

The city sleeps and the country sleeps, the living sleep for their time, the dead sleep for their time, the old husband sleeps by his wife and the young husband sleeps by his wife; and these tend inward to me, and I tend outward to them, and such as it is to be of these more or less I am, and of these one and all I weave the song of myself.

Walt Whitman