Blood Quote by Euripides

He seems the incarnation of everything soft and silky and velvety, without a sharp edge in his composition, a dreamer whose philosophy is sleep…

— Hector Hugh Munro

How peacefully he sleep! Yet may his ever-questing spirit, freed at length from all the frettings of this little world, Wander at will among…

— Charles R. Knight

He closed his eyes and sank into the warm dusk that separates consciosness and sleep, where reality bends and sways to the wind of…

— Christopher Paolini

“Closing his eyes again, standing there, glass in hand, he thought for a minute with a freezing detached almost amused calm of the dreadful…

— Malcolm Lowry

“He had been sleepwalking through his own life, a life that was a canvas devoid of colour, and at last, he had awoken to…

— Anonymous

He gets into the habit of thinking so passionately at night that he begins to be persecuted by insomnia.

— Louis de Bernieres

It seemed to be a necessary ritual that he should prepare himself for sleep by meditating under the solemnity of the night sky... a…

— Victor Hugo

His life is a watch or a vision Between a sleep and a sleep.

— Algernon Charles Swinburne

His whole being radiates a pure, wild sweetness, flitting through night woods with little melodious cries, on some cryptic errand. There is also an…

— William S. Burroughs

The harvest of a quiet eye, That broods and sleeps on his own heart.

— William Wordsworth

Sleep takes off the costume of circumstance, arms us with terrible freedom, so that every will rushes to deed. A skillful man reads his…

— Ralph Waldo Emerson

“He was a creature of the last turning of the centuries when sleep seemed to come more easily. Things were clear to him. He…

— Erik Larson