Top 100 Sleep The Quotes
#1. The dead they sleep a long, long sleep; The dead they rest, and their rest is deep; The dead have peace, but the living weep.
Samuel Hoffenstein
#2. The older child who has lost or broken some valuable thing will be found when his parents return, not run away, not willing to confess, but in a deep sleep The thief whose case is being tried falls asleep
Margaret Mead
#3. It's terrifying to think you can remember things you shouldn't possibly be able to. It's like that childhood fear of having your soul slip from your body in your sleep. The darkness, those black sheets of glass sliding over you, upping the pressure, pushing you through the time and space and story.
Tim Winton
#4. I just want to sleep. The whole point of not talking about it, of silencing the memory, is to make it go away. It won't. I'll need brain surgery to cut it out of my head.
Laurie Halse Anderson
#5. A councilor ought not to sleep the whole night through, a man to whom the populace is entrusted, and who has many responsibilities.
Homer
#6. The city does sleep, the windows darken and the streets vacate. New York dreams us. Wild, somnambulistic creatures, we move unhurried toward our own disappearance at dawn.
Stephanie Danler
#7. The various qualities of my readings seem to permeate my every muscle, so that, when I finally decide
to turn off the library light, I carry into my sleep the voices and the movements of the book I've just closed.
Alberto Manguel
#9. But what do I do with them?" Miss Smith said "I've never been around children." "Feed them, bathe them, make sure they get plenty of sleep," the doctor said. "They're no more diffi cult than puppies, really." He grinned
Kimberly Brubaker Bradley
#10. She sat at the table with a cup of tea, looking plump and angelic as always, no sign of having lost any sleep the night before.
Maggie Stiefvater
#11. I bought a self learning record to learn Spanish. I turned it on and went to sleep; the record got stuck. The next day I could only stutter in Spanish.
Steven Wright
#12. When a person eats shortly before going to bed, digestion accompanies sleep. The two great physiological functions are completed together, leaving the maximum of freedom to the mind during the day.
Adalbert De Vogue
#13. Then sleep the seasons, full of might; While slowly swells the pod, And rounds the peach, and in the night The mushroom bursts the sod. The winter comes: the frozen rut Is bound with silver bars; the white drift heaps against the hut; and night is pierced with stars.
Coventry Patmore
#14. I divide my time as follows: half the time I sleep, the other half I dream. I never dream when I sleep, for that would be a pity, for sleeping is the highest accomplishment of genius.
Soren Kierkegaard
#15. Man lives on earth not once, but three times: the first stage of his life is his continual sleep; the second, sleeping and waking by turns; the third, waking forever.
Gustav Fechner
#16. You can be betrayed in your sleep. The whole world can tilt while you're dreaming of butterflies.
Alice Hoffman
#18. Next to a good meal and possibly a long night's sleep the greatest morale builder ... is clothes.
Ilka Chase
#19. While mortals sleep, the angels keep their watch of wondering love.
Phillips Brooks
#20. True fear is the fear of doubt; it is the mind that will not sleep, the open space at your back where the murderer stands with the axe. It is the gasp of a shadow passed whose cause you cannot see, the laughter of a stranger whose laugh, you know, laughs at you.
Claire North
#21. I've grown accustomed to the stars above my head as I sleep, the ache in my muscles as we walk the land. The freedom that comes with defining your world instead of letting it define you.
Amy Engel
#22. The 'Muse' is not an artistic mystery, but a mathematical equation. The gift are those ideas you think of as you drift to sleep. The giver is that one you think of when you first awake.
Roman Payne
#23. Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking, morn of toil, nor night of waking.
Walter Scott
#24. I had had to learn the difference between the bearable fatigue and the unbearable, the fatigue of fear. The first can be cured by a night's sleep; the second kills.
Agnes De Mille
#25. Women never wake then, do they? They sleep the sleep of babes and children.
Ray Bradbury
#26. The lights flickered, the pain went away, and her mother was holding her, singing 'Sleep sweet sleep'. (The Children of Ankh series) Kim Cormack
Kim Cormack
#27. When you're unhinged, things make their way out of you that should be kept inside, and other things get in that ought to be shut out. The locks lose their powers. The guards go to sleep. The passwords fail.
Margaret Atwood
#28. Time for bed. I held my fist out. One by one, my flock stacked theirs on top, and then we headed up into the trees to sleep the sleep of the innocent. Well, okay, maybe not so innocent. But the sleep of the much less guilty than others, for sure.
James Patterson
#29. Thou hast been called, O sleep! the friend of woe; But 't is the happy that have called thee so.
Robert Southey
#30. Day and Night
The night is long: do not shorten it by sleep. The day is fair: do not darken it with wrongdoing.
Idries Shah
#31. Naps are the key to relieving stress. When you are working on two hours of sleep, the fact that cheese comes on something when you ordered it with no cheese is enough to send you crying under the covers for an hour.
Keri Russell
#32. We are, as a species, addicted to story. Even when the body goes to sleep, the mind stays up all night, telling itself stories.
Jonathan Gottschall
#33. In most of our dreams, our inner eye of reflection is shut and we sleep within our sleep. The exception takes place when we seem to awake within our dreams, without disturbing or ending the dream state, and learn to recognize that we are dreaming while the dream is still happening.
Stephen LaBerge
#34. 0 little town of Bethlehem, How still we see thee lie! Above thy deep and dreamless sleep The silent stars go by.
Phillips Brooks
#35. Does everyone from England go to sleep the minute you load them into a car, or is that something that's uniquely you?
Mira Grant
#36. I work day and night without sleep. The paintings keep me fired up.
Jules Olitski
#37. Grief is illness. You cannot breathe; you cannot walk or eat or sleep. The sickness is entire, the body and the spirit.
Zelda Popkin
#38. Thinking of the anguish of his final days and my own helplessness in the face of it, makes everything I have done, everything I want to do, seem as unsubstantial as the little vows you make yourself as you're going to sleep, the ones you've already forgotten by the time you wake up.
Khaled Hosseini
#39. Naps are essential to my process. Not dreams, but that state adjacent to sleep, the mind on waking.
William Gibson
#40. Let youth cherish sleep, the happiest of earthly boons, while yet it is at its command; for there cometh the day to all when "neither the voice of the lute nor the birds" shall bring back the sweet slumbers that fell on their young eyes as unbidden as the dews.
Edward Bulwer-Lytton, 1st Baron Lytton
#41. Suffering engenders passion; and while the prosperous blind themselves, or go to sleep, the hatred of the unfortunate classes kindles its torch at some sullen or ill-constituted mind, which is dreaming in a corner, and sets to work to examine society. The examination of hatred is a terrible thing.
Victor Hugo
#42. I'm awake and I can't sleep. The more I'm awake, the more I see, and the harder to sleep.
Donna Lynn Hope
#43. Everything I've done today could have been done by a bear. The long seasoned sleep. The lumbering out of bed. Tearing at a hard roll dipped in honey. And then sprawling lazily in the grass when the sun hit.
Bill Callahan
#44. Whenever people cried themselves to sleep, the tears would all go to the same place, and in the morning the weatherman could report if the water level of the Reservoir of Tears had gone up or down, and you could know if New York was in heavy boots.
Jonathan Safran Foer
#45. Have we so soon forgotten those four years of terrible carnage, the greatest war of all time; forgotten the millions of men who gave their lives, who made the supreme sacrifice and who today, beneath the soil of France and Belgium, sleep the eternal sleep?
Frank B. Kellogg
#46. There is no darkness when I go to sleep; the wicked, as they say, never truly rest. I see blinding flashes of desperate arms reaching out, I hear cries for help over the crackling of burning wood, the ashen remains and the gut-wrenching smell of charred bodies.
Alex Tanner
#47. LIFE'S work is to wake up, to let the things that enter into your life wake you up rather than put you to sleep. The only way to do this is to open, be curious, and develop some sense of sympathy for everything that comes along, to get to know its nature and let it teach you what it will.
Pema Chodron
#48. 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
#50. The sun sets and we sleep. The sun rises and we wake. We wake and, ever so briefly, ever so blindly, we enjoy the fantasy of beginning anew. Then, without fail, reality reasserts its presence.
John Verdon
#51. It is a delicious moment, certainly, that of being well nestled in bed, and feeling that you shall drop gently to sleep. The good is to come, not past; the limbs have just been tired enough to render the remaining in one posture delightful; the labour of the day is gone
Leigh Hunt
#52. There is a kitsch of death. For example, death transformed into sweet sleep: The 'good night, sweet prince' of the last scene of Hamlet.
Saul Friedlander
#53. Soldier, rest! Thy warfare o'er, Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking, Dream of battled fields no more. Days of danger, nights of waking.
Walter Scott
#54. Yes, when I feel afraid I want to go to sleep - the soul's refuge from panic. But
Nina George
#55. Flying was no cure for want of sleep. The brain wanted time to recycle: when it became all one long, uninterrupted day, the ability to keep going and to keep thinking was no warrant it was healty even for Superman.-Superman
C.J. Cherryh
#56. When a puppy takes fifty catnaps in the course of the day, he cannot always be expected to sleep the night through.
Albert Payson Terhune
#57. I fell asleep right away. It was a deep sleep, the kind I used to enjoy in study hall.
Jeff Strand
#58. The kiss tasted of bitter sleep, the sourness of the wine. Something brought by each of them.
Elizabeth Bear
#59. I held a jewel in my fingers And went to sleep. The day was warm, and winds were prosy; I said: "'T will keep." I woke and chid my honest fingers, - The gem was gone; And now an amethyst remembrance Is all I own.
Emily Dickinson
#60. It was five o'clock when the stupid rooster started crowing relentlessly, robbing me of my sleep. The sun hadn't even risen yet. Dumbass bird should be on Prozac.
Alison Bliss
#61. Get up: the illusory barrier of the warm blankets, the thin armor of sleep, the nightly evasion with its very torments drops to pieces around us, and we find ourselves mercilessly awake, exposed to insult, atrociously naked and vulnerable. A
Primo Levi
#62. For when we quaff the gen'rous bowl,
Then sleep the sorrows of our soul.
Let us drink the juice divine,
The gift of Bacchus, god of wine.
When I take wine, my cares go to rest.
Anacreon
#63. The more I sleep the less I have to hang out with everyone
Scott Disick
#65. England! awake! awake! awake! Jerusalem thy sister calls! Why wilt thou sleep the sleep of death And close her from thy ancient walls?
William Blake
#66. The man in between waits between the two, not hearing the lie and not seeing the true. Unknowing what is and denying what seems, and there he will sleep, the man in between.
Neil Diamond
#67. The nature of my compulsion was such that I danced in my sleep. The entire household was sometimes awakened by loud thumping sounds coming from my room.
Gelsey Kirkland
#68. Sleep, the type of death, is also, like that which it typifies, restricted to the earth. It flies from hell and is excluded from heaven.
Charles Caleb Colton
#69. After I went to bed I had a curious fancy as to dreams. In sleep the doors of the mind are shut, and thoughts come jumping in at the windows. They tumble headlong, and therefore are so disorderly and strange. Sometimes they are stout and light on their feet, and then they are rational dreams.
James Boswell
#70. {In the shadows where the ancestors sleep, the bird's song is young, but all else is old. Stillness surrounds me and I breathe softly expecting the unexpected.} from book in progress
Nancy B. Brewer
#71. In REM sleep the body is paralyzed, except for shallow breathing and eye movements.
Oliver Sacks
#72. If your husband has difficulty getting to sleep, the words 'we need to talk about our relationship' may help.
Rita Rudner
#73. All I know is that so long I am asleep I am rid of all fears and hopes and toils and glory, and long live the man who invented sleep, the cloak that covers all human thirst.
Miguel De Cervantes Saavedra
#74. It was rather beautiful: the way he put her insecurities to sleep. The way he dove into her eyes and starved all the fears and tasted all the dreams she kept coiled beneath her bones.
Christopher Poindexter
#75. Every morning, arising from the death of sleep, the happy plants and all our fellow animal creatures great and small, and even the rocks, seemed to be shouting, Awake, awake, rejoice, rejoice, come love us and join in our song. Come! Come!
John Muir
#76. Traditionally, wake-up calls are meant to wake you up rather than send you to sleep: the clue is in the wording. But those who talk of wake-up calls tend to have an easy-going way with words.
Craig Brown
#77. Yet never sleep the sun up. Prayer shou'd
Dawn with the day. There are set, awful hours
'Twixt heaven and us. The manna was not good
After sun-rising; far day sullies flowres.
Rise to prevent the sun; sleep doth sin glut,
And heaven's gate opens when the world's is shut.
Henry Vaughan
#78. Constancy, far from being a virtue, seems often to be the besetting sin of the human race, daughter of laziness and self-sufficiency, sister of sleep, the cause of most wars and practically all persecutions.
Freya Stark
#79. I used to sleep the sleep of someone who knew she was loved. Now, I didn't.
Kristen Ashley
#80. The sound of his sleep, the snores and sighs and small noices, is company.
Jackie Kay
#81. Night, having Sleep, the brother of Death.
Hesiod
#82. You know, in the beginning when your first payroll comes up and you have to borrow money to meet the payroll, you lose sleep the night before, and you say to yourself real fast, 'Well, maybe I should keep working a couple more years. It's sobering.
Bill Kurtis
#83. People invent new machines and improve existing ones almost unconsciously, rather as a Somnambulist will go walking in his sleep. The interesting puzzle in our times is that we so willingly sleepwalk through the process of reconstituting the conditions of human existence.
George Orwell
#84. He remembers night, sleep, the bed, their shared comas,
A certain source of fondness in the night.
(She saw, no, expected, a dawn from every light.
Such was her fault)
Iain Banks
#85. Every challenge takes you a little deeper and awakens you again and again. Without the challenges, you probably would go to back to sleep. The challenges keep you awake.
Eckhart Tolle
#86. I know only one thing. when i sleep, i know no fear, no, trouble no bliss. blessing on him who invented sleep. the common coin that purchases all things, the balance that levels shepherd and king, fool and wise man. there is only one bad thing about sound sleep. they say it closely resembles death.
Andrei Tarkovsky
#87. My time I divide as follows: the one half I sleep; the other half I dream. I never dream when I sleep; that would be a shame, because to sleep is the height of genius.
Soren Kierkegaard
#88. If we spend little time in REM sleep one night, our brain will compensate by prolonging that stage of sleep the next night. It doesn't take a huge leap to assume that the brain considers this time important.
David K. Randall
#89. The way you're singing in your sleep The way you look before you leap The strange illusions that you keep You don't know But I'm noticing Fuck
Rachel Cohn
#90. The sound of dogs howling from the next homestead over. But the space between our houses grows while I sleep. The forest around me deepens. The trees fall in love and multiply. The snow an intoxicant. I pray the pines don't get bolder, that they don't grow organs and hands.
Stuart Dybek
#91. Puppets go to sleep the moment they break free from their strings.
Les Coleman
#92. I know I burn for you.Even in my sleep, the sleep of our people where there can be no thought,I burn for you.
Christine Feehan
#93. Emily said ... Well, I read that it's important to sleep. While you sleep, the hippopotamus in your brain replays things that happend during the day, e.g. what you studied. So therefore it remembers it for you.
Jaclyn Moriarty
#94. 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;
With shield of proof shield me from out the prease
Of those fierce darts Despair at me doth throw.
Philip Sidney
#95. I think when we sleep, the world belongs to everyone still awake. Which means a shitload of the world belongs to Craig.
~Lio
Hannah Moskowitz
#96. Preston Black couldn't sleep the whole night through, Preston Black couldn't sleep the whole night through. He'd lay in bed 'til the morning came, but the devil'd visit him just the same. Preston Black couldn't sleep the whole night through.
Jason Jack Miller
#97. The spectacle is the nightmare of imprisoned modern society which ultimately expresses nothing more than its desire to sleep. The spectacle is the guardian of sleep.
Guy Debord
#98. Although it was cold out, he opened the window slightly because the room smelled of sleep. The action dislodged something red and black from the frame,
John Connolly
#99. When Malingeau drew himself from his long sleep, the music was still droning in his head. Christelle was already gone. She had taken care to scribble a line on a scrap of paper.
"I drank your body until my thirst was worn.
Fiston Mwanza Mujila
#100. Sleep: the moon still hasn't moved the width of a constellation since you were a girl. Since you have become a woman, the stars that stand above the halls of Palladios have not yet disappeared behind the domes of San Marco. But only since then has the world become the world.
Alexander Lernet-Holenia
