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Sleep is good, death is better; but of course, the best thing would to have never been born at all
Sleep is good, death is better; but of course, the best thing would to have never been born at all
Perhaps I am a bear, or some hibernating animal underneath, for the instinct to be half asleep all winter is read more
Perhaps I am a bear, or some hibernating animal underneath, for the instinct to be half asleep all winter is so strong in me.
Many things--such as loving, going to sleep, or behaving unaffectedly--are done worst when we try hardest to do them.
Many things--such as loving, going to sleep, or behaving unaffectedly--are done worst when we try hardest to do them.
If you can't sleep, then get up and do something instead of lying there and worrying. It's the worry that read more
If you can't sleep, then get up and do something instead of lying there and worrying. It's the worry that gets you, not the loss of sleep.
How he sleepeth! having drunken
Weary childhood's mandragore,
From his pretty eyes have sunken
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How he sleepeth! having drunken
Weary childhood's mandragore,
From his pretty eyes have sunken
Pleasures to make room for more--
Sleeping near the withered nosegay which he pulled the day
before.
Blessed is the person who is too busy to worry in the daytime and too sleepy to worry at night.
Blessed is the person who is too busy to worry in the daytime and too sleepy to worry at night.
Being on Broadway is the modern equivalent of being a monk. I sleep a lot, eat a lot, and rest read more
Being on Broadway is the modern equivalent of being a monk. I sleep a lot, eat a lot, and rest a lot.
What means this heaviness that hangs upon me?
This lethargy that creeps through all my senses?
Nature, read more
What means this heaviness that hangs upon me?
This lethargy that creeps through all my senses?
Nature, oppress'd and harrass'd out with care,
Sinks down to rest.
When the sheep are in the fauld, and a' the kye at hame,
And all the weary world to read more
When the sheep are in the fauld, and a' the kye at hame,
And all the weary world to sleep are gane.
