“If I couldn t sleep, I could read.”

— Gail Carson Levine, Ella Enchanted, Share via Whatsapp

“What shall you do all your vacation?’, asked Amy. I shall lie abed and do nothing , replied Meg.”

— Louisa May Alcott, Little Women, Share via Whatsapp

“The sleep he went back to was never the one he left.”

— Ann Patchett, Run, Share via Whatsapp

“Life is merely one very long day that routinely gets dark to give people a sensible excuse to keep their eyes closed for 8 hours.”

— Mokokoma Mokhonoana, Share via Whatsapp

“I m so exhausted and yet I feel like I ll never sleep again.”

— Maya Banks, Hidden Away, Share via Whatsapp

“I love sleep. My life has the tendency to fall apart when I m awake, you know?”

— Ernest Hemingway, Share via Whatsapp

“I ll never waste my dreams by falling asleep. Never again.”

— Eugène Ionesco, Man With Bags, Share via Whatsapp

“sleep is such a luxury, which i cant afford.”

— Robin Sikarwar, Share via Whatsapp

“I don’t know if you’ve ever felt like that. That you wanted to sleep for a thousand years. Or just not exist. Or just not be aware that you do exist. Or something like that. I think wanting that is very morbid, but I want it when I get like this. That’s why I’m trying not to think. I just want it all to stop spinning.”

— Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower, Share via Whatsapp

“I would like to be the air that inhabits you for a moment only. I would like to be that unnoticed and that necessary.”

— Margaret Atwood, Share via Whatsapp

“Each night, when I go to sleep, I die. And the next morning, when I wake up, I am reborn.”

— Mahatma Gandhi, Share via Whatsapp

“Sleep, those little slices of death — how I loathe them.”

— Edgar Allan Poe, Share via Whatsapp

“People say, I m going to sleep now, as if it were nothing. But it s really a bizarre activity. For the next several hours, while the sun is gone, I m going to become unconscious, temporarily losing command over everything I know and understand. When the sun returns, I will resume my life. If you didn t know what sleep was, and you had only seen it in a science fiction movie, you would think it was weird and tell all your friends about the movie you d seen. They had these people, you know? And they would walk around all day and be OK? And then, once a day, usually after dark, they would lie down on these special platforms and become unconscious. They would stop functioning almost completely, except deep in their minds they would have adventures and experiences that were completely impossible in real life. As they lay there, completely vulnerable to their enemies, their only movements were to occasionally shift from one position to another; or, if one of the mind adventures got too real, they would sit up and scream and be glad they weren t unconscious anymore. Then they would drink a lot of coffee. So, next time you see someone sleeping, make believe you re in a science fiction movie. And whisper, The creature is regenerating itself.”

— George Carlin, Brain Droppings, Share via Whatsapp

“Making love with a woman and sleeping with a woman are two separate passions, not merely different but opposite. Love does not make itself felt in the desire for copulation (a desire that extends to an infinite number of women) but in the desire for shared sleep (a desire limited to one woman).”

— Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being, Share via Whatsapp

“What hath night to do with sleep?”

— John Milton, Paradise Lost, Share via Whatsapp

“The night is the hardest time to be alive and 4am knows all my secrets.”

— Poppy Z. Brite, Share via Whatsapp

“I ve always envied people who sleep easily. Their brains must be cleaner, the floorboards of the skull well swept, all the little monsters closed up in a steamer trunk at the foot of the bed.”

— David Benioff, City of Thieves, Share via Whatsapp