sleeping

Link	Quote	Tags	Author
3dce227	Thinking very often resembles napping, but the intent is different. --Stephanie Plum	plum stephanie-plum napping intent sleeping thinking	Janet Evanovich
f7c4989	"Could the two people who are making out please be quiet?" the Colonel asked loudly from his sleeping bag. "Those of us who are not making out are drunk and tired."	kissing young-adult funny quote humor love laura making-out miles the-colonel looking-for-alaska sleeping tired teenager kisses sexy	John Green
57718d2	Sleep is like a cat: It only comes to you if you ignore it. I drank more and continued my mantra. 'Stop thinking', swig, 'empty your head', swig, 'now, seriously empty your head'.	sleep thoughts drinking binging empty-your-head ignoring playing-hard-to-get stop-thinking talking-to-yourself voices-inside-your-head thinking-process the-mind self-assurance murphy-s-law mantra insomnia sleeping alone cat ignorance thinking cats alcoholic lonely	Gillian Flynn
2bb1ecf	She wanted to return to her dream. Perhaps it was still somewhere there behind her closed eyelids. Perhaps a little of its happiness still clung like gold dust to her lashes. Don't dreams in fairy tales sometimes leave a token behind?	fairy-tales lovely sleep dreams inspirational inkheart sleeping dreaming	Cornelia Funke
29a7bc6	We want to climb in with you,' Dermot said. 'We'll all sleep better.' That seemed incredibly weird and creepy to me - or maybe I only thought it should have. I was simply too tired to argue. I climbed in the bed. Claude got in on one side of me, Dermot on the other. Just when I was thinking, I would never be able to sleep, that this situation was too odd and too wrong, I felt a kind of blissful relaxation roll through my body, a kind of unfamiliar comfort. I was with family. I was with blood. And I slept.	family fairies dermot sookie-stackhouse sleeping	Charlaine Harris
256bed5	The sun was up, the room already too warm. Light filtered in through the net curtains, hanging suspended in the air, sediment in a pond. My head felt like a sack of pulp. Still in my nightgown, damp from some fright I'd pushed aside like foliage, I pulled myself up and out of my tangled bed, then forced myself through the usual dawn rituals - the ceremonies we perform to make ourselves look sane and acceptable to other people. The hair must be smoothed down after whatever apparitions have made it stand on end during the night, the expression of staring disbelief washed from the eyes. The teeth brushed, such as they are. God knows what bones I'd been gnawing in my sleep.	sleep wake-up waking-up sleeping	Margaret Atwood
e94ff2b	Stay the night, said the officer, patting a confiscated couch. I'll keep my hands off you. I promise. You have more than hands, said Elie. My feet are safe, too, said the officer. He pointed to a hole in his boots, and they laughed.	sleeping seduction safety	Thaisa Frank
e154778	Bran knew that men slept on top of women when they shared a bed. Sleeping under Lord Manderly would be like sleeping under a fallen horse, he imagined.	a-game-of-thrones bed bran-stark fallen-horse lord-manderly sleeping a-song-of-ice-and-fire	George R.R. Martin
e8749d0	Now as I stood on the roof of my house, taking in this unexpected view, it struck me how rather glorious it was that in two thousand years of human activity the only thing that had stirred the notice of the outside world even briefly was the finding of a Roman phallic pendant. The rest was just centuries of people quietly going about their daily business - eating, sleeping, having sex, endeavoring to be amused- and it occurred to me, with the forcefulness of a thought experienced in 360 degrees, that that's really what history mostly is: masses of people doing ordinary things. Even Einstein will have spent large parts of his life thinking about his holidays o new hammock or how dainty was the ankle on the young lady alighting from the tram across the street. These are the sort of things that fill our life and thoughts, and yet we treat them as incidental and hardly worthy of serious consideration. I don't know how many hours of my school years were spent considering the Missouri Compromise or the War of the Roses, but it was vastly more than I was ever encouraged or allowed to give to the history of eating. sleeping, having sex and endeavoring to be amused.	sex history sleeping	Bill Bryson
fbfebbc	Sleeping on a plank has one advantage - it encourages early rising.	sleeping	Alexandre Dumas
13f2a60	Getting up early and feeling awake was the one skill he had never truly perfected - he got up, of course, but it never felt natural.	sleep sleeps sleeping skill natural	Larry McMurtry
3f8b35e	A sleeping man would miss the best of the evening, and the moonrise as well.	sleep sleeping	Larry McMurtry
bce377a	A man that sleeps all night wastes too much of life.	sleep sleeps sleeping waste	Larry McMurtry
7badb97	My mother always closes her bedroom drapes tight before going to bed at night. I open mine as wide as possible. I like to see everything, I say. What's there to see? Moon. Air. Sunrise. All that light on your face in the morning. Wakes you up. I like to wake up.	light poem poetry drapes waking-up sleeping morning	Anne Carson

Thinking very often resembles napping, but the intent is different. --Stephanie Plum

plum stephanie-plum napping intent sleeping thinking

Janet Evanovich

f7c4989

"Could the two people who are making out please be quiet?" the Colonel asked loudly from his sleeping bag. "Those of us who are not making out are drunk and tired."

kissing young-adult funny quote humor love laura making-out miles the-colonel looking-for-alaska sleeping tired teenager kisses sexy

John Green

57718d2

Sleep is like a cat: It only comes to you if you ignore it. I drank more and continued my mantra. 'Stop thinking', swig, 'empty your head', swig, 'now, seriously empty your head'.

sleep thoughts drinking binging empty-your-head ignoring playing-hard-to-get stop-thinking talking-to-yourself voices-inside-your-head thinking-process the-mind self-assurance murphy-s-law mantra insomnia sleeping alone cat ignorance thinking cats alcoholic lonely

Gillian Flynn

2bb1ecf

She wanted to return to her dream. Perhaps it was still somewhere there behind her closed eyelids. Perhaps a little of its happiness still clung like gold dust to her lashes. Don't dreams in fairy tales sometimes leave a token behind?

fairy-tales lovely sleep dreams inspirational inkheart sleeping dreaming

Cornelia Funke

29a7bc6

We want to climb in with you,' Dermot said. 'We'll all sleep better.' That seemed incredibly weird and creepy to me - or maybe I only thought it should have. I was simply too tired to argue. I climbed in the bed. Claude got in on one side of me, Dermot on the other. Just when I was thinking, I would never be able to sleep, that this situation was too odd and too wrong, I felt a kind of blissful relaxation roll through my body, a kind of unfamiliar comfort. I was with family. I was with blood. And I slept.

family fairies dermot sookie-stackhouse sleeping

Charlaine Harris

256bed5

The sun was up, the room already too warm. Light filtered in through the net curtains, hanging suspended in the air, sediment in a pond. My head felt like a sack of pulp. Still in my nightgown, damp from some fright I'd pushed aside like foliage, I pulled myself up and out of my tangled bed, then forced myself through the usual dawn rituals - the ceremonies we perform to make ourselves look sane and acceptable to other people. The hair must be smoothed down after whatever apparitions have made it stand on end during the night, the expression of staring disbelief washed from the eyes. The teeth brushed, such as they are. God knows what bones I'd been gnawing in my sleep.

sleep wake-up waking-up sleeping

Margaret Atwood

e94ff2b

Stay the night, said the officer, patting a confiscated couch. I'll keep my hands off you. I promise. You have more than hands, said Elie. My feet are safe, too, said the officer. He pointed to a hole in his boots, and they laughed.

sleeping seduction safety

Thaisa Frank

e154778

Bran knew that men slept on top of women when they shared a bed. Sleeping under Lord Manderly would be like sleeping under a fallen horse, he imagined.

a-game-of-thrones bed bran-stark fallen-horse lord-manderly sleeping a-song-of-ice-and-fire

George R.R. Martin

e8749d0

Now as I stood on the roof of my house, taking in this unexpected view, it struck me how rather glorious it was that in two thousand years of human activity the only thing that had stirred the notice of the outside world even briefly was the finding of a Roman phallic pendant. The rest was just centuries of people quietly going about their daily business - eating, sleeping, having sex, endeavoring to be amused- and it occurred to me, with the forcefulness of a thought experienced in 360 degrees, that that's really what history mostly is: masses of people doing ordinary things. Even Einstein will have spent large parts of his life thinking about his holidays o new hammock or how dainty was the ankle on the young lady alighting from the tram across the street. These are the sort of things that fill our life and thoughts, and yet we treat them as incidental and hardly worthy of serious consideration. I don't know how many hours of my school years were spent considering the Missouri Compromise or the War of the Roses, but it was vastly more than I was ever encouraged or allowed to give to the history of eating. sleeping, having sex and endeavoring to be amused.

sex history sleeping

Bill Bryson

fbfebbc

Sleeping on a plank has one advantage - it encourages early rising.

sleeping

Alexandre Dumas

13f2a60

Getting up early and feeling awake was the one skill he had never truly perfected - he got up, of course, but it never felt natural.

sleep sleeps sleeping skill natural

Larry McMurtry

3f8b35e

A sleeping man would miss the best of the evening, and the moonrise as well.

sleep sleeping

Larry McMurtry

bce377a

A man that sleeps all night wastes too much of life.

sleep sleeps sleeping waste

Larry McMurtry

7badb97

My mother always closes her bedroom drapes tight before going to bed at night. I open mine as wide as possible. I like to see everything, I say. What's there to see? Moon. Air. Sunrise. All that light on your face in the morning. Wakes you up. I like to wake up.

light poem poetry drapes waking-up sleeping morning

Anne Carson