I fell in love the way you fall asleep: slowly, and then all at once.
Each night, when I go to sleep, I die. And the next morning, when I wake up, I am reborn.
I don't know if you've ever felt like that. That you wanted to sleep for a thousand years. Or just not exist. Or just not be aware that you do exist. Or something like that. I think wanting that is very morbid, but I want it when I get like this. That's why I'm trying not to think. I just want it all to stop spinning.
I love sleep. My life has the tendency to fall apart when I'm awake, you know?
Never go to bed mad. Stay up and fight.
You know you're in love when you can't fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams.
Silence is the sleep that nourishes wisdom.
It is a common experience that a problem difficult at night is resolved in the morning after the committee of sleep has worked on it.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep. But I have promises to keep, And miles to go before I sleep, And miles to go before I sleep.
I have taken to my bed and my bed has taken to me We're getting married in the spring, How happy we shall be. We'll raise lots of little bunks, a sleeping bag or two Take my advice: find a bed that's nice, lie down and say 'I love you'