Now I see the secret of the making of the best persons. It is to grow in the open air read more

Now I see the secret of the making of the best persons. It is to grow in the open air and to eat and sleep with the earth.

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?

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.

Care-charmer Sleep, son of the sable Night,
Brother to Death, in silent darkness born;
Relive my languish, read more

Care-charmer Sleep, son of the sable Night,
Brother to Death, in silent darkness born;
Relive my languish, and restore the light.

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.

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

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

Now, blessings light on him that first invented this same sleep!
it covers a man all over, thoughts and read more

Now, blessings light on him that first invented this same sleep!
it covers a man all over, thoughts and all, like a cloak; it is
meat for the hungry, drink for the thirsty, heat for the cold,
and cold for the hot. It is the current coin that purchases all
the pleasures of the world cheap; and the balance that sets the
king and the shepherd, the fool and the wise man, even. There is
only one thing, which somebody once put into my head, that I
dislike in sleep; it is, that it resembles death; there is very
little difference between a man in his first sleep, and a man in
his last sleep.

Of all the thoughts of God that are
Borne inward unto souls afar,
Along the Psalmist's music read more

Of all the thoughts of God that are
Borne inward unto souls afar,
Along the Psalmist's music deep,
Now tell me if that any is.
For gift or grace, surpassing this--
"He giveth His beloved sleep."

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.