Explore Quotes on Sleep

A barking dog is often more useful than a sleeping lion.

Shed no tear - O, shed no tear! _x000D__x000D_The flower will bloom another year. _x000D__x000D_Weep no more - O, weep no more!_x000D__x000D_Young buds sleep in the root's white core.

Its at night, when perhaps we should be dreaming, that the mind is most clear, that we are most able to hold all our life in the palm of our skull. I dont know if anyone has ever pointed out that great attraction of insomnia before, but it is so; the night seems to release a little more of our vast backward inheritance of instincts and feelings; as with the dawn, a little honey is allowed to ooze between the lips of the sandwich, a little of the stuff of dreams to drip into the waking mind.

Spirituality means waking up. Most people, even though they don't know it, are asleep. They're born asleep, they live asleep, they marry in their sleep, they breed children in their sleep, they die in their sleep without ever waking up. They never understand the loveliness and the beauty of this thing that we call human existence.

You cry out in your sleep - all my failings expose. _x000D_There's a taste in my mouth, as desperation takes hold_x000D_Just that something so good just can't function no more. _x000D_When love, love will tear us apart again.

Death is not as terrible as you think. It comes to you as a healer. Sleep is nothing but a counterfeit death. What happens in death we can picture in sleep. All our sufferings vanish in sleep. When death comes, all our mortal tortures cease; they cannot go beyond the portals of death.

His life is a watch or a vision Between a sleep and a sleep.

If the ego is in the slightest way separated from its source, it yearns to find it again. This search comes from the remembrance of unity and plenitude. As every experience emanates from the non-experience which is our real being, the me also bears the scent of its source. This remembering is awakened through those moments of desirelessness and in deep sleep.

I don't sleep with happily married men.

Difficult takes a day_x000D__x000D_Impossible takes a week_x000D__x000D_I do this in my sleep

In its early stages, insomnia is almost an oasis in which those who have to think or suffer darkly take refuge.

By his own will Christ was dependent on Mary during Advent: he was absolutely helpless; he could go nowhere but where she chose to take him; he could not speak; her breathing was his breath; his heart beat in the beating of her heart.... In the seasons of our Advent - waking, working, eating, sleeping, being - each breath is a breathing of Christ into the world.

I've been thinking of death a lot, and I am amazed by its inevitability, frightened, as we all are, of the totally unknown, and yet feel a long sleep is somehow earned by those of us who live on the edge.

Life death all does end and each day dies with sleep.

We must not seek the child Jesus in the pretty figures of our Christmas cribs. We must seek him among the undernourished children who have gone to bed at night with nothing to eat, among the poor newsboys who will sleep covered with newspapers in doorways.

All it has experienced, tasted, suffered: The course of years, generations of animals, Oppression, recovery, friendship of sun and - Wind Will pour forth each day in the song Of its rustling foliage, in the friendly Gesture of its gently swaying crown, In the delicate sweet scent of resinous Sap moistening the sleep-glued buds, And the eternal game of lights and Shadows it plays with itself, content.

Each thing that exists remains forever, and that very existence of existence is proof of its eternity. But without that realization, which is the knowledge of perfect being, man would never know whether there was existence or non-existence. If eternal existence is altered, then it must become more beautiful; and if it disappears, it must return with more sublime image; and if it sleeps, it must dream of a better awakening, for it is ever greater upon its rebirth.

With every rising of the sun _x000D_Think of your life as just begun. _x000D_The past has shrived and buried deep _x000D_All yesterdays— there let them sleep, _x000D_Nor seek to summon back one ghost _x000D_Of that innumerable host._x000D_Concern yourself with but today; _x000D_Woo it and teach it to obey _x000D_Your wish and will. Since time began _x000D_Today has been the friend of man. _x000D_But in his blindness and his sorrow _x000D_He looks to yesterday and tomorrow.

The Baptist found him far too deep; The Deist sighed with saving sorrow; And the lean Levite went to sleep, And dreamed of tasting pork to-morrow.

Like a bird with broken wing_x000D__x000D_that has traveled through wind for years . . ._x000D__x000D_I sleep and my heart stays awake . . .

Believe that you can make a difference; in fact, you do with every single choice you make. Your money is your power and each time you spend it, it's a vote for something, so make it count. I personally live and work by this African Proverb - If you think you're too small to make a difference, try sleeping in a room with a mosquito.