Top 67 Shakespeare Sleep Quotes
#1. 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
#2. He that is thy friend indeed,
He will help thee in thy need:
If thou sorrow, he will weep;
If thou wake, he cannot sleep:
Thus of every grief in heart
He with thee doth bear a part.
These are certain signs to know
Faithful friend from flattering foe.
William Shakespeare
#3. Still it cried 'Sleep no more!' to all the house: 'Glamis hath murder'd sleep, and therefore Cawdor shall sleep no more, - Macbeth shall sleep no more!
William Shakespeare
#4. What relish is in this? How runs the stream?
Or I am mad, or else this is a dream.
Let fancy still my sense in Lethe steep.
If it be thus to dream, still let me sleep!
William Shakespeare
#5. What did Shakespeare say? Or little lives are rounded with a sleep.
Michael Cunningham
#7. Now no discourse, except it be of Love;
Now I can break my fast, dine, sup and sleep
Upon the very naked name of Love.
William Shakespeare
#10. Thou hast no figures nor no fantasies Which busy care draws in the brains of men; Therefore thou sleep'st so sound.
William Shakespeare
#11. Methought I heard a voice cry, Sleep no more!
Macbeth does murder sleep, - the innocent sleep;
Sleep that knits up the ravell'd sleave of care,
The death of each day's life, sore labour's bath,
Balm of hurt minds, great nature's second course,
Chief nourisher in life's feast.
William Shakespeare
#13. O sleep, O gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frightened thee, 1710. That thou no more will weigh my eyelids down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness?
William Shakespeare
#14. Shake off this downy sleep, death's counterfeit,
And look on death itself!
William Shakespeare
#15. How quickly nature falls into revolt When gold becomes her object! For this the foolish over-careful fathers Have broke their sleep with thoughts, their brains with care, Their bones with industry.
William Shakespeare
#16. Are you sure/That we are awake? It seems to me/That yet we sleep, we dream
William Shakespeare
#17. The deep of night is crept upon our talk,
And Nature must obey necessity.
William Shakespeare
#18. And sleep, that sometime shuts up sorrow's eye, Steal me awhile from mine own company.
William Shakespeare
#19. If I shall be condemned Upon surmises, all proofs sleeping else But what your jealousies awake, I tell you 'Tis rigor and not law.
William Shakespeare
#20. Let me have men about me that are fat,
... Sleek-headed men and such as sleep a-nights.
Yond Cassius has a lean and hungry look,
He thinks too much; such men are dangerous.
"You're on Earth. There's no cure for that." - - Samuel Beckett
William Shakespeare
#21. Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep; To sleep, perchance to dream - For in that sleep of death what dreams may come,When we have shuffled off this mortal coil, Must give us pause, there's the respect, That makes calamity of so long life
William Shakespeare
#22. What is a man, If his chief good and market of his time Be but to sleep and feed? A beast, no more:
William Shakespeare
#23. Thy best of rest is sleep,
And that thou oft provok'st; yet grossly fear'st
Thy death, which is no more.
William Shakespeare
#27. ...Thus have I had thee as a dream doth flatter: in sleep a king but waking no such matter.
William Shakespeare
#28. How many geniuses are we putting to sleep today and where would our world be now, if the age of pill popping, mind numbing control existed during the times of Da Vinci, Shakespeare, or Einstein?
L.M. Fields
#29. Sweet doctor, you shall be my bedfellow. When I'm not there, you can sleep with my wife.
William Shakespeare
#30. On your eyelids crown the god of sleep,
Charming your blood with pleasing heaviness,
Making such difference 'twixt wake and sleep
As is the difference betwixt day and night
The hour before the heavenly-harness'd team
Begins his golden progress in the east.
William Shakespeare
#31. To die, to sleep -
To sleep, perchance to dream - ay, there's the rub,
For in this sleep of death what dreams may come ...
William Shakespeare
#33. To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub;
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come?
William Shakespeare
#34. Sleep is the overlooked hero and the poor man's physician. Shakespeare
Stephen King
#35. Indeed, sir, he that sleeps feels not the toothache; but a man that were to sleep your sleep, and a hangman to help him to bed, I think he would change places with his officer; for look you, sir, you know not which way you shall go.
William Shakespeare
#38. Marry, sir, nose-painting, sleep, and urine. Lechery, sir, it provokes and unprovokes. It provokes the desire, but it takes away the performance. Therefore,
William Shakespeare
#40. Tis ten to one this play can never please
All that are here. Some come to take their ease
And sleep an act or two; but those, we fear,
W' have frighted with our trumpets.
William Shakespeare
#41. Sleep thou, and I will wind thee in my arms. Fairies, be gone, and be all ways away.
William Shakespeare
#42. After life's fitful fever he sleeps well. Treason has done his worst. Nor steel nor poison, malice domestic, foreign levy, nothing can touch him further.
William Shakespeare
#44. A great perturbation in nature, to receive at once the benefit of sleep and do the effects of watching!
William Shakespeare
#46. This sleep is sound indeed; this is a sleep
That from this golden rigol hath divorc'd
So many English kings.
William Shakespeare
#47. The isle is full of noises,
Sounds, and sweet airs that give delight and hurt not.
Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments
Will hum about mine ears, and sometime voices
That, if I then had waked after long sleep,
Will make me sleep again.
William Shakespeare
#48. For in that sleep of death what dreams may come When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,Must give us pause
William Shakespeare
#49. Nor shall this peace sleep with her; but as when
The bird of wonder dies, the maiden phoenix,
Her ashes new-create another heir
As great in admiration as herself.
William Shakespeare
#50. But let the frame of things disjoint, both the worlds suffer,
Ere we will eat our meal in fear, and sleep
In the affliction of these terrible dreams
That shake us nightly.
William Shakespeare
#52. Canst thou, O partial sleep, give thy repose to the wet sea-boy in an hour so rude, and in the calmest and most stillest night, with all appliances and means to boot, deny it to a king?
William Shakespeare
#54. Sleep dwell upon thine eyes, peace in thy breast!
Would I were sleep and peace, so sweet to rest.
William Shakespeare
#56. Cleopatra: Give me to drink Mandragora.
Charmian: Why, madam?
Cleopatra: That I might sleep out this great gap of time my Antony is away.
William Shakespeare
#57. The blood weeps from my heart when I do shape,
In forms imaginary, th' unguided days
And rotten times that you shall look upon
When I am sleeping with my ancestors.
William Shakespeare
#58. say'st thou, noble heart? RODERIGO What will I do, thinkest thou? IAGO Why, go to bed and sleep. RODERIGO
William Shakespeare
#59. What, Lucius, ho!
I cannot, by the progress of the stars,
Give guess how near to day. Lucius, I say!
I would it were my fault to sleep so soundly.
When, Lucius, when? awake, I say! what, Lucius!
William Shakespeare
#60. What, all so soon asleep! I wish mine eyes
Would, with themselves, shut up my thoughts ...
William Shakespeare
#61. I would there were no age between sixteen and three-and-twenty, or that youth would sleep out the rest; for there is nothing in the between but getting wenches with child, wronging the ancientry, stealing, fighting
William Shakespeare
#63. O that my tongue were in the thunder's mouth! Then with passion would I shake the world, And rouse from sleep that fell anatomy Which cannot hear a lady's feeble voice, Which scorns a modern invocation.
William Shakespeare
#64. Thou hast nor youth nor age But as it were an after dinner sleep Dreaming of both.
William Shakespeare
#65. He that drinks all night, and is hanged betimes in the morning, may sleep the sounder all the next day.
William Shakespeare
#66. To bed, to bed; sleep kill those pretty eyes,
And give as soft attachment to thy senses,
As infants empty of all thought.
William Shakespeare
#67. Care keeps his watch in every old man's eye,
And where care lodges, sleep will never lie.
William Shakespeare
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