Early to bed and early to rise makes a person dull, boring, and despised. — Ernie J Zelinski Copy Share Image
“The lights flickered, the pain went away, and her mother was holding her, singing ‘Sleep sweet sleep’. (The Children of Ankh series)… — Kim Cormack Copy Share Image
Sweet sleep fell upon his eyelids, unwakeful, most pleasant, the nearest like death. — Homer Copy Share Image
There is a kitsch of death. For example, death transformed into sweet sleep: The 'good night, sweet prince' of the last scene… — Saul Friedlander Copy Share Image
“Music that gentlier on the spirit lies, Than tir'd eyelids upon tir'd eyes; Music that brings sweet sleep down from the blissful… — Alfred Lord Tennyson Copy Share Image
Your sweet time of today is ending Now, Forget bad incidents, Remembers beautiful Moments, to refresh your mind, wish u a sweet… — Babloo Copy Share Image
Before you go to sleep, do not forget to say thanks for everything good that has happened to you in the last… — Roy Orbison Copy Share Image
“Oh, it is sweet to sleep against a woman’s breast, a mother’s, or a mistress’s, but the mother’s is sweetest. LAURA.” — August Strindberg Copy Share Image
Not poppy, nor mandrake, Nor all the drowsy syrups of the world, Shall ever medicine thee to that sweet sleep, Which thou… — Edna St. Vincent Millay Copy Share Image
My heart Is Broken, Sweet Sleep My Dark Angel, Deliver Us, Change, Open your Eyes To the Light, I Denyed it Oh… — Angel_eyes Copy Share Image
“I knelt and locked the door. I locked the door locking the world and time outside. I stretched my body across the… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
I will wonder til the end of time, torn away from you. I pulled away to face the pain I close and… — She's_gone Copy Share Image
Sleep Sleep precious Sleep my love Sleep until nothings left Sleep until the world is gone Sleep until its cold Sleep until… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“As her vision flickered one last time, the man was gone; it was her mother looking into her eyes. Her mother’s eyes… — Kim Cormack Copy Share Image
O sleep! O gentle sleep! Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“But to tell even a tenth part of the marvels rich and beautiful that were in the house of Krothering: its cool… — E.R. Eddison Copy Share Image
“I arise from dreams of thee In the first sweet sleep of night, When the winds are breathing low, And the stars… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
If the life will leave my lungs My heart will stay with you. If there is a heaven, Let's keep it a… — She's_gone Copy Share Image
“But I awoke at three, feeling terribly sad, and feeling rebelliously that I didn't want to study sadness, madness, melancholy, and despair.… — John Cheever Copy Share Image
Mothers arms are made of tenderness, And sweet sleep blesses the child who lies therein. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Take thou of me, sweet pillowes, sweetest bed; A chamber deafe of noise, and blind of light, A rosie garland and a… — Philip Sidney Copy Share Image
“Mother's arms are made of tenderness, and sweet sleep blesses the child who lies within.” — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
I arise from dreams of thee In the first sweet sleep of night, when the winds are breathing low, and the stars… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
“Here was a tranquil, sunshiny day of a life that was to be agitated and stormy—a happy hour or two to remember.… — William Makepeace Thackeray Copy Share Image
“The dark mass of her violator suddenly appeared beside her, leaning in so close that she could smell his putrid breath, moist… — Kim Cormack Copy Share Image
Sleep on, Baby, on the floor, Tired of all the playing, Sleep with smile the sweeter for That you dropped away in!… — Elizabeth Barrett Browning Copy Share Image
Happy are those lovers who, when their senses require rest, can fall back upon the intellectual enjoyments afforded by the mind! Sweet… — Giacomo Casanova Copy Share Image
Sweet sleep be with us, one and all! And if upon its stillness fall The visions of a busy brain, We'll have… — Joanna Baillie Copy Share Image
Ah, but in time the heat of noontide passes, and to it there succeed nightfall and dusk, with a return to the… — Ivan Turgenev Copy Share Image
There is sweet music here that softer falls Than petals from blown roses on the grass, Or night-dews on still waters between… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“All Praise to Thee, My God, This Night All praise to Thee, my God, this night For all the blessings of the… — Thomas Ken Copy Share Image
