Best Sleep Quotes to Inspire, Uplift & Motivate You Every Day

“The sleeping pills in her pillowcase, the dark blank in her blanket, her purse lips purple; she disappears, she disappears. Her fears cuddle warm beside, to tears that went dry in the beat of her heart's drum. The strum, strum, stern in her veins, she breaks free finally floating to her lost rhythm of peace.”

“Dark circles under my eyes sink deeper and deeper into my skull, in contrast to my pale skin there is an undeniable resemblance to a fresh corpse.”

“The stillness and stasis of bed are the perfect opposite of travel: inertia is what I've come to consider the default mode, existentially and electronically speaking. Bed, its utter inactivity, offers a glimpse of eternity, without the drawback of being dead.”

“Ich werde stehen und warten.”

“Sleep: the stepchild of Death.”

“Why won't they let me be? I just need to rest, that's all, to rest and sleep some, and maybe die a little.”

“Sleep is the single most effective thing we can do to reset our brain and body health each day -- Mother Nature's best effort yet at contra-death.”

“Lay down”

“He had the face of one who walks in his sleep, and for a wild moment the idea came to me that perhaps he was not normal, not altogether sane. There were people who had trances, I had surely heard of them, and they followed strange laws of which we could know nothing, they obeyed the tangled orders of their own sub-conscious minds. Perhaps he was one of them, and here we were within six feet of death.”

“Can death be sleep, when life is but a dream,”

“She already felt dead in everything but name. What remained to be taken from her? She longed to be enfolded, welcomed, into the earth - to breathe no more, love no more, hurt no more”

“Sleep is good, death is better; but of course, the best thing would to have never been born at all.”

“Every time I go to sleep, I know I may never wake up. How could anyone expect to? You drop your tiny, helpless mind into a bottomless well, crossing your fingers and hoping when you pull it out on its flimsy fishing wire it hasn't been gnawed to bones by nameless beasts below.”

“If men only felt about death as they do about sleep, all terrors would cease. . . Men sleep contentedly, assured that they will wake the following morning. They should feel the same about their lives.”

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

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

“...our lack of sleep is a slow form of self-euthanasia...”

“It's 4am again and I'm just getting started. People are boring and I want to burn with excitement or anger and bleed, bleed through my words. I want to get all fucked up and write real and raw and ugly and beautifully. I bet you're sleeping safe and calm, and you can stay there, it's safer there, and you wouldn't stand one night on this journey my mind wanders off to every night you close your eyes. I'll stay here one day and I will never come down.”

“Poems can get”

“I like the posture, but not the yoga.”

“So the nymphs they spoke,”

“I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.”

“Sleep that knits up the raveled sleave of care,”

“Every day, I want to sleep in your arms and wake up by your side in the mornings.”

“It's the smell of him in the bathroom, all I need to get ready for the day. Watching him get dressed, and the sound in the kitchen; a slow hum of a song and his movements, picking things to eat. The way I could observe him, for hours, just go on with his day – or as he sleeps – simply breathing in and out, in and out, and it's like the hymn that sings me to peace.”

“Like it or not, there are people who are capable to love”

“Truth, like love and sleep, resents approaches that are too intense.”

“The monsters were never”

“All I do know is that so long as I'm asleep I'm rid of all fears and hopes and toils and glory, and long live the man who invented sleep, the cloak that covers all human thoughts, the food that takes away hunger, the water that chases away thirst, the fire that warms the cold, the cold that cools the heat and, in short, the universal coinage that can buy anything, the scales and weights that make the shepherd the equal of the king and the fool the equal of the wise man. There's only one drawback about sleep, so I've heard – it's like death, because there's very little difference between a man who's asleep and one who's dead.”

“Foolishness sleeps soundly, while knowledge turns with each thinking hour, longing for the dawn of answers.”