Having children is like living in a frat house. Nobody sleeps, everything’s broken, and there’s a lot of throwing up.
We dream in our waking moments, and walk in our sleep. (“The Scarlet Letter”)
I think of my happy place as I transition into sleep. I think that’s the case for everyone – that place you think of as you drift off, that place of comfort, is where you find yourself to be happiest. For me it’s always the same place. There’s a beach, which I can’t remember the […]
Oh, the terrible struggle that I have had against sleep so often of late; the pain of the sleeplessness, or the pain of the fear of sleep, with such unknown horrors as it has for me! How blessed are some people, whose lives have no fears, no dreads; to whom sleep is a blessing that […]
Like many other customs such as singing, dancing, music, and acting, sleep has crept into popular favor as part of a religious ceremony. Nowhere can one go to sleep more easily than in a church.
Stress is when you wake up screaming and you realize you haven’t fallen asleep yet.
Men tire themselves in the pursuit of sleep.
If you snooze you loose.
The only one I can remember is that if all the people who go to sleep in church were laid end to end they would be a lot more comfortable. Mrs.
Think of your own faults the first part of the night when you are awake, and the faults of others the latter part of the night when you are asleep.