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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.
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.
Still believe that ever round you
Spirits float who watch and wait;
Nor forget the twain who read more
Still believe that ever round you
Spirits float who watch and wait;
Nor forget the twain who found you
Sleeping nigh the Golden Gate.
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.
O sleep! it is a gentle thing,
Beloved from pole to pole!
To Mary Queen the praise read more
O sleep! it is a gentle thing,
Beloved from pole to pole!
To Mary Queen the praise be given!
She sent the gentle sleep from Heaven
That slid into my soul.
When I woke up this morning my girlfriend asked me, 'Did you sleep good?' I said 'No, I made a read more
When I woke up this morning my girlfriend asked me, 'Did you sleep good?' I said 'No, I made a few mistakes.'
Good communication is as stimulating as black coffee and just as hard to sleep after.
Good communication is as stimulating as black coffee and just as hard to sleep after.
I wasn’t really asleep I was just meditating on unconsciousness.
I wasn’t really asleep I was just meditating on unconsciousness.
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.