Quotes about sleep

Buried deep in sleep,

peaceful, sweet, like the peace of death itself.

Just before the entrance, even within the very jaws of Hell, Grief and avenging Cares have made their bed; there pale Diseases dwell, and sad Age, and Fear, and ill-counselling Famine, and loathly Want, shapes terrible to view; and Death and Distress; next, Death's own brother Sleep.

What dreams thrill me with fears?

It was the hour when for weary mortals their first rest begins, and by grace of the gods steals over them most sweet.

There are twin Gates of Sleep.

One, they say, is called the Gate of Horn

and it offers easy passage to all true shades.

The other glistens with ivory, radiant, flawless,

but through it the dead send false dreams up toward the sky.

Who knows if this other half of life where we think we're awake is not another sleep a little different from the first.

"Get at least eight hours of beauty sleep, nine if you’re ugly,"

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 the sleeping is the highest accomplishment of genius.

I felt anxious, the way you do when a dream seems too real and at the same time something intangible, imperceptible, tells you that whatever makes you feel happy or sad can never be reality. (chapter 7 p156)

In a strange room you must empty yourself for sleep. And before you are emptied for sleep, what are you. And when you are emptied for sleep, you are not. And when you are filled with sleep, you never were.

Between waking and being awake there is a moment full of doubt and dream, when you struggle to remember what the place and when the time and whether you really are. A peevish moment of wonderment as to where the real world lies. (chapter 1)

“My specialty is napping.”

“A noble pursuit,” he said.