To Sleep"O soft embalmer of the still midnight, Shutting, with careful fingers and benign, Our gloom-pleas'd eyes, embower'd from the light, Enshaded in forgetfulness divine: O soothest Sleep! if so it please thee, close In midst of this thine hymn my willing eyes, Or wait the "Amen, " ere thy poppy throws Around my bed its lulling charities. Then save me, or the passed day will shine Upon my pillow, breeding many woes, – Save me from curious Conscience, that still lords Its strength for darkness, burrowing like a mole; Turn the key deftly in the oiled wards, And seal the hushed Casket of my Soul. John Keats
...the souls of none of them were dead, but only sleeping; now and then they would waken, and these were cruel times.
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Anonymous
Sleep, where in the waste is the wisdom?
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James Joyce
If you can't turn off your thoughts, who cares how soft your pillow is?"- David King
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Robert Liparulo
But lying in bed just before going to sleep is the worst time for organized thinking; it is the best time for free thinking. Ideas drift like clouds in an undecided breeze, taking first this direction and then that.
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E.L. Konigsburg
I felt myself falling asleep; my eyes were closing, and then I thought, Maybe I should just kill myself. Suicidal thoughts always sneak up on me like that. But I don’t mind them. They’re like aspirin. They calm me down.
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Jonathan Ames
More Quotes By John Keats
I almost wish we were butterflies and liv'd but three summer days - three such days with you I could fill with more delight than fifty common years could ever contain.
I am certain of nothing but the holiness of the Heart's affections and the truth of the Imagination.
I have been astonished that men could die martyrsfor their religion-- I have shuddered at it, I shudder no more. I could be martyred for my religion. Love is my religionand I could die for that. I could die for you. My Creed is Love...
Do you not see how necessary a world of pains and troubles is to school an intelligence and make it a soul?
Nothing ever becomes real till experienced — even a proverb is no proverb until your life has illustrated it
