
" Nancy Bird-Walton, O.B.E (1915-2009) http://www.ctie.monash.edu.au/hargrave/nancy_bird_walton_bio.html", Hargrave.
Song lyrics, The Kick Inside (1978)
" Nancy Bird-Walton, O.B.E (1915-2009) http://www.ctie.monash.edu.au/hargrave/nancy_bird_walton_bio.html", Hargrave.
“Sleep is like a cat: It only comes to you if you ignore it.”
Source: Gone Girl
The New York Times, March 25, 2007.
“I like sleeping. (after a pause) You were conceived in this bed.”
8 1/2 Women
“I can sleep like a champion. I once slept through a smoke alarm going off. For three hours.”
Source: Let It Snow: Three Holiday Romances
Source: The Big Sleep (1939), Chapter 32, Phillip Marlowe
Context: What did it matter where you lay once you were dead? In a dirty sump or in a marble tower on top of a high hill? You were dead, you were sleeping the big sleep, you were not bothered by things like that. Oil and water were the same as wind and air to you. You just slept the big sleep, not caring about the nastiness of how you died or where you fell. Me, I was part of the nastiness now. Far more a part of it than Rusty Regan was. But the old man didn't have to be. He could lie quiet in his canopied bed, with his bloodless hands folded on the sheet, waiting. His heart was a brief, uncertain murmur. His thoughts were as gray as ashes. And in a little while he too, like Rusty Regan, would be sleeping the big sleep.