I love sleep. My life has the tendency to fall apart when I'm awake, you know?

I love sleep. My life has the tendency to fall apart when I'm awake, you know?

Have courage for the great sorrows of life and patience for the small ones; and when you have laboriously accomplished read more

Have courage for the great sorrows of life and patience for the small ones; and when you have laboriously accomplished your daily task, go to sleep in peace. God is awake.

Sleep on, Baby, on the floor,
Tired of all the playing,
Sleep with smile the sweeter for
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Sleep on, Baby, on the floor,
Tired of all the playing,
Sleep with smile the sweeter for
That you dropped away in!
On your curls' full roundness stand
Golden lights serenely--
One cheek, pushed out by the hand,
Folds the dimple inly.

Sleep hath its own world,
A boundary between the things misnamed
Death and existence: Sleep hath its read more

Sleep hath its own world,
A boundary between the things misnamed
Death and existence: Sleep hath its own world,
And a wide realm of wild reality,
And dreams in their development have breath,
And tears and tortures, and the touch of joy.

Lord, remember David, and all his afflictions:
How he sware unto the Lord, and vowed unto the mighty God read more

Lord, remember David, and all his afflictions:
How he sware unto the Lord, and vowed unto the mighty God of
Jacob;
Surely I will not come into the tabernacle of my house, nor go up
into my bed;
I will not give sleep to mine eyes, or slumber to mine eyelids,
Until I find a place for the Lord, an habitation for the mighty
God of Jacob.

How happy he whose toil
Has o'er his languid pow'rless limbs diffus'd
A pleasing lassitude; he not read more

How happy he whose toil
Has o'er his languid pow'rless limbs diffus'd
A pleasing lassitude; he not in vain
Invokes the gentle Deity of dreams.
His pow'rs the most voluptuously dissolve
In soft repose; on him the balmy dews
Of Sleep with double nutriment descend.

It is vain for you to rise up early, to sit up late, to eat the
bread of sorrows: read more

It is vain for you to rise up early, to sit up late, to eat the
bread of sorrows: for so he giveth his beloved sleep.

Living is a disease from which sleep gives us relief eight hours a day.

Living is a disease from which sleep gives us relief eight hours a day.

Life is something that happens when you can't get to sleep.

Life is something that happens when you can't get to sleep.