Quotes about sleep
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Emo Philips photo

“I like walking in the park… plucking out nose hairs. Those sleeping winos hate that.”

Emo Philips (1956) American comedian

Dr. Katz, Professional Therapist (Episode 303)

Francis Escudero photo
Ernest Flagg photo
Jim Gaffigan photo
Letitia Elizabeth Landon photo

“I heard them hymn his name--his power,--
I heard them, and I smiled;
How could they say the earth was ruled
By but a sleeping child?”

Letitia Elizabeth Landon (1802–1838) English poet and novelist

L’Amore Dominatore from Literary Souvenir, 1826
The Vow of the Peacock (1835)

Friedrich Engels photo
Miguel de Unamuno photo
Harold Innis photo
A.E. Housman photo
Percy Bysshe Shelley photo
Arthur Symons photo

“I have laid sorrow to sleep;
Love sleeps.
She who oft made me weep
Now weeps.”

Arthur Symons (1865–1945) British poet

Love and Sleep, st. 1.

Jefferson Davis photo
Sara Teasdale photo
Billy Joel photo
Colm Tóibín photo

“Ending a novel is almost like putting a child to sleep – it can't be done abruptly.”

Colm Tóibín (1955) Irish novelist and writer

Colm Tóibín, novelist – portrait of the artist http://www.guardian.co.uk/books/2013/feb/19/colm-toibin-novelist-portrait-artist, The Guardian (19 February 2013)

Ogden Nash photo
Oliver Cromwell photo

“It is not my design to drink or to sleep, but my design is to make what haste I can to be gone.”

Oliver Cromwell (1599–1658) English military and political leader

Words that Cromwell spoke as he was dying and was offered a drink (3 September 1658)

Tanith Lee photo
George S. Patton photo
Robert Southey photo

“Thou hast been called, O sleep! the friend of woe;
But ’tis the happy that have called thee so.”

Robert Southey (1774–1843) British poet

Canto XV, st. 11.
The Curse of Kehama (1810)

Ramsay MacDonald photo
Robert Southey photo

“From its fountains
In the mountains,
Its rills and its gills;
Through moss and through brake,
It runs and it creeps
For a while, till it sleeps
In its own little lake.”

Robert Southey (1774–1843) British poet

St. 2.
The Cataract of Lodore http://www.cs.rice.edu/~ssiyer/minstrels/poems/652.html (1820)

“Plead, Sleep, my cause, and make her soft like thee,
That she in peace may wake and pity me.”

Thomas Campion (1567–1620) English composer, poet and physician

Sleep, Angry Beauty

Edmund Spenser photo
Edmund Burke photo

“I would rather sleep in the southern corner of a little country churchyard, than in the tombs of the Capulets.”

Edmund Burke (1729–1797) Anglo-Irish statesman

Letter to Matthew Smith
Undated

Letitia Elizabeth Landon photo

“I would not even have him weep
O'er his Italian love's last sleep.
Oh, tears are a most worthless token,
When hearts they would have soothed are broken.”

Letitia Elizabeth Landon (1802–1838) English poet and novelist

The Painter's Love from The London Literary Gazette (14th December 1822)
The Improvisatrice (1824)

Anthony Burgess photo
Annie Dillard photo
Zia Haider Rahman photo
Robert E. Howard photo
Henry Ward Beecher photo
Barbara Hepworth photo
Glen Cook photo

“It is a saying of my people. Even Water sleeps. But Enemy never rests.”

Source: She Is the Darkness (1997), Chapter 79 (p. 554)

Wilfred Thesiger photo
Jack Johnson (musician) photo
David Bowie photo
Robert A. Heinlein photo
Jim Steinman photo

“Baby, baby let me sleep on it
Let me sleep on it
And I'll give you my answer in the morning…”

Jim Steinman (1947) American musician

Bat out of Hell (1977), Paradise by the Dashboard Light

Evagrius Ponticus photo
Beyoncé photo

“Hell, Chuck Yeager could do it in his sleep while on fire, I'm sure.”

James Nicoll (1961) Canadian fiction reviewer

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Janusz Korwin-Mikke photo
David Berg photo
Henryk Sienkiewicz photo
Anthony Wayne photo
Gertrude Stein photo
Ben Jonson photo
Richard Francis Burton photo
Mary McCarthy photo
Tao Yuanming photo

“I am free from ties and can live a life of retirement.
When I rise from sleep, I play with books and harp.”

"Shady, shady the wood in front of the Hall"
Translated by Arthur Waley

Joe Biden photo
Baldassarre Castiglione photo

“Then the soul, freed from vice, purged by studies of true philosophy, versed in spiritual life, and practised in matters of the intellect, devoted to the contemplation of her own substance, as if awakened from deepest sleep, opens those eyes which all possess but few use, and sees in herself a ray of that light which is the true image of the angelic beauty communicated to her, and of which she then communicates a faint shadow to the body.”

Baldassarre Castiglione (1478–1529) Italian Renaissance author (1478-1529)

Però l'anima, aliena dai vicii, purgata dai studi della vera filosofia, versata nella vita spirituale ed esercitata nelle cose dell'intelletto, rivolgendosi alla contemplazion della sua propria sustanzia, quasi da profundissimo sonno risvegliata, apre quegli occhi che tutti hanno e pochi adoprano, e vede in se stessa un raggio di quel lume che è la vera imagine della bellezza angelica a lei communicata, della quale essa poi communica al corpo una debil umbra.
Bk. 4, ch. 68; p. 300.
Souced, Il Libro del Cortegiano (1528)

Martial photo

“Let me have a plump home-born slave, have a wife not too lettered, have night with sleep, have day without a lawsuit.”
Sit mihi verna satur: sit non doctissima conjux: Sit nox cum somno: sit sine lite dies.

Sit mihi verna satur: sit non doctissima conjux:
Sit nox cum somno: sit sine lite dies.
II, 90 (Loeb translation).
Epigrams (c. 80 – 104 AD)

Homér photo

“Sleep, universal king of gods and men.”

Iliad (c. 750 BC)

River Phoenix photo
Bruce Springsteen photo
Kate Bush photo
Clarence Darrow photo
Dave Eggers photo
Molière photo

“Why Opium produces sleep: … Because there is in it a dormitive power.”
Quare Opium facit dormire: … Quia est in eo Virtus dormitiva.

Molière (1622–1673) French playwright and actor

Le Malade Imaginaire (1673), Act III, sc. iii

Arundhati Roy photo

“To the Kathakali Man these stories are his children and his childhood. He has grown up within them. They are the house he was raised in, the meadows he played in. They are his windows and his way of seeing. So when he tells a story, he handles it as he would a child of his own. He teases it. He punishes it. He sends it up like a bubble. He wrestles it to the ground and lets it go again. He laughs at it because he loves it. He can fly you across whole worlds in minutes, he can stop for hours to examine a wilting leaf. Or play with a sleeping monkey's tail. He can turn effortlessly from the carnage of war into the felicity of a woman washing her hair in a mountain stream. From the crafty ebullience of a rakshasa with a new idea into a gossipy Malayali with a scandal to spread. From the sensuousness of a woman with a baby at her breast into the seductive mischief of Krishna's smile. He can reveal the nugget of sorrow that happiness contains. The hidden fish of shame in a sea of glory.
He tells stories of the gods, but his yarn is spun from the ungodly, human heart.
The Kathakali Man is the most beautiful of men. Because his body is his soul. His only instrument. From the age of three he has been planed and polished, pared down, harnessed wholly to the task of story-telling. He has magic in him, this man within the painted mark and swirling skirts.
But these days he has become unviable. Unfeasible. Condemned goods. His children deride him. They long to be everything that he is not. He has watched them grow up to become clerks and bus conductors. Class IV non-gazetted officers. With unions of their own.
But he himself, left dangling somewhere between heaven and earth, cannot do what they do. He cannot slide down the aisles of buses, counting change and selling tickets. He cannot answer bells that summon him. He cannot stoop behind trays of tea and Marie biscuits.
In despair he turns to tourism. He enters the market. He hawks the only thing he owns. The stories that his body can tell.
He becomes a Regional Flavour.”

page 230-231.
The God of Small Things (1997)

Algernon Charles Swinburne photo

“Who knows but on their sleep may rise
Such light as never heaven let through
To lighten earth from Paradise?”

Algernon Charles Swinburne (1837–1909) English poet, playwright, novelist, and critic

A Baby's Death.
Undated

Agatha Christie photo
Cecil Frances Alexander photo

“A burrito is a sleeping bag for ground beef.”

Mitch Hedberg (1968–2005) American stand-up comedian

Do You Believe in Gosh?

James Anthony Froude photo
Cormac McCarthy photo
Letitia Elizabeth Landon photo

“A weight is on the air, for ev'ry breeze
Has, bird-like, folded up its wings for sleep.”

Letitia Elizabeth Landon (1802–1838) English poet and novelist

The Ancestress (Spoken by Bertha)
The Venetian Bracelet (1829)

William Saroyan photo
Alastair Reynolds photo
William Blake photo
Rosa Parks photo

“We didn't have any civil rights. It was just a matter of survival, of existing from one day to the next. I remember going to sleep as a girl hearing the Klan ride at night and hearing a lynching and being afraid the house would burn down.”

Rosa Parks (1913–2005) African-American civil rights activist

Quoted in "Standing Up for Freedom," http://www.achievement.org/autodoc/page/par0bio-1 Academy of Achievement.org (2005-10-31)

Nicholas Sparks photo
John Steinbeck photo
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow photo

“Stars of the summer night!
Far in yon azure deeps,
Hide, hide your golden light!
She sleeps!
My lady sleeps!”

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1807–1882) American poet

The Spanish Student http://www.readbookonline.net/title/3208/, Act I, sc. iii (serenade) (1843).

Winston S. Churchill photo
Bill Burr photo
Conor Oberst photo

“Well let the poets cry themselves to sleep
And all their tearful words will turn back into steam”

Conor Oberst (1980) American musician

I'm Wide Awake, It's Morning (2005)

Paul Hackett photo
Randy Pausch photo

“Eat and sleep and exercise. Above all else!”

Randy Pausch (1960–2008) American professor of computer science, human-computer interaction and design

Time Management (2007)

Jo Walton photo

“There is one law for rich and poor alike, which prevents them equally from stealing bread and sleeping under bridges.”

Cf. Anatole France, Le Lys Rouge [The Red Lily] (1894), ch. 7: La majestueuse égalité des lois, qui interdit au riche comme au pauvre de coucher sous les ponts, de mendier dans les rues et de voler du pain. (The law, in its majestic equality, forbids the rich as well as the poor to sleep under bridges, to beg in the streets, and to steal bread.)
Source: Farthing (2006), Chapter 18

David Miscavige photo
Anthony Burgess photo
Sarah Morgan Bryan Piatt photo
G. K. Chesterton photo

“Employers will give time to eat, time to sleep; they are in terror of a time to think.”

G. K. Chesterton (1874–1936) English mystery novelist and Christian apologist

Source: Utopia of Usurers (1917), p. 31

William Wordsworth photo
Natalie Merchant photo

“motherland cradle me
close my eyes
lullaby me to sleep
keep me safe
lie with me
stay beside me
don't go, don't you go”

Natalie Merchant (1963) American singer-songwriter

Song lyrics, Motherland (2001), Motherland

Common (rapper) photo

“Shykh Nuruddin Mubarak Ghaznavi was the most important disciple of Shykh Shihabuddin Suhrawardi, founder of the second most important sufi silsila after the Chishtiyya, who died in Baghdad in 1235 AD. Ghaznavi had come and settled down in India where he passed away in 1234-35 AD. He served as Shykh-ul-Islam in the reign of Shamsuddin Iltutmish (AD 1210-1236), and propounded the doctrine of Din Panahi. Barani quotes the first principle of this doctrine as follows in his Tarikh-i-Firuzshahi. “The kings should protect the religion of Islam with sincere faith… And kings will not be able to perform the duty of protecting the Faith unless, for the sake of God and the Prophet’s creed, they overthrow and uproot kufr and kafiri (infidelity), shirk (setting partners to God) and the worship of idols. But if the total uprooting of idolatry is not possible owing to the firm roots of kufr and the large number of kafirs and mushriks (infidels and idolaters), the kings should at least strive to insult, disgrace, dishonour and defame the mushrik and idol-worshipping Hindus, who are the worst enemies of God and the Prophet. The symptom of the kings being the protectors of religion is this:- When they see a Hindu, their eyes grow red and they wish to bury him alive; they also desire to completely uproot the Brahmans, who are the leaders of kufr and shirk and owning to whom kufr and shirk are spread and the commandments of kufr are enforced… Owing to the fear and terror of the kings of Islam, not a single enemy of God and the Prophet can drink water that is sweet or stretch his legs on his bed and go to sleep in peace.””

Ziauddin Barani (1285–1357) Indian Muslim historian and political thinker (1285–1357)

Quoted from Goel, Sita Ram (2001). The story of Islamic imperialism in India. ISBN 9788185990231
Tarikh-i-Firuz Shahi

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