Basking Quote by Virginia Woolf

“He didn’t lounge or rest, he possessed.”

— Stephanie Garber

“Finally, from so little sleeping and so much reading, his brain dried up and he went completely out of his mind.”

— Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra

Immersed in solitude, he would dream or read far into the night. By protracted contemplation of the same thoughts, his mind grew sharp, his…

— Joris-Karl Huysmans

From reading too much, and sleeping too little, his brain dried up on him and he lost his judgment.

— Miguel de Cervantes

“He lay in darkness, like a sacrifice; he could hear the teeth of his leprosy devouring his flesh. There was a smell of contempt…

— Stephen R. Donaldson

“This was his favorite time of day, reading to his heart's content before going to sleep. When he tired of reading, he would fall…

— Haruki Murakami

He awoke, opened his eye. The room meant very little to him; he was too deeply immersed in the non-being from which he had…

— Paul Bowles

“She lay there with her eyes closed, as if sleep were a shy creature that might venture out if she played dead. But every…

— Frances Hardinge

“He falls asleep unsure if he is the spinner of this web or a creature trapped at its heart.”

— Anonymous

“A kind of joy came upon him, as if borne in on a summer breeze. He dimly recalled that he had been thinking of…

— John Williams

“He thought himself awake when he was already asleep. He saw the stars above his face, whirling on their silent and sleepless axis, and…

— T.H. White

“here it was again, clamping down upon his spirit, drying up his mouth, fluttering like an imprisoned bird in his bosom.”

— D.E. Stevenson