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“Gmorning. Consider the headache that waits for caffeine. Consider the silence that waits for music. Consider the shoreline that waits for the tide to come in. Now consider what YOU’RE waiting for, And what simply won’t wait anymore. Gnight. Consider the heartbreak that waits for relief. Consider the treasure that waits for discovery. Consider the crops that wait for rain. Now consider what YOU’RE waiting for, And what waits for you while you wait.”

“Gmorning. Outside, the wind roars, tectonic plates shift, the trains race But INSIDE YOURSELF, your mind is your own, and you’re the only one who can reach the lights, the remote, and the thermostat. Settings how you need them. Make yourself at home. Gnight. Outside, the rain falls, the sea rises, the fires burn But INSIDE YOURSELF, your mind is your own, you’re drawing the blinds, you’re the only one who can reach the lights, the remote, and the thermostat. Make yourself at home.”

“Gmorning... *TGIF-style theme song plays* THE MORNING TWEET IS ON YOUR PHONE YOU START YOUR DAY, YOU’RE NOT ALONE WHEN DREAMS ARE JUST AROUND THE BEND YOU RIIIIIISE *we see the skyline of your town* GMOOOOOORNING YOUUUUU *You turn to the camera mid-activity, smile* Gnight *credits roll* *freeze frames from your day roll past as a jazzy instrumental version of your theme music plays* STAY TUNED FOR PERFECT STRANGERS”

“You’re breaking my heart.” At the sound of Rider’s voice, I wheeled around, clutching my bag to my side. First thing I noticed was the faded Ravens emblem stretched over his broad chest, and then I forced my eyes up. The slight scruff along his jaw was gone. Nothing but smooth skin today. No notebook. Hands shoved into the pockets of his jeans, a familiar, crooked grin pulled at Rider’s lips, causing the dimple in his right cheek to pop. He stepped forward, and my heart did a backflip as he dipped his chin. I felt his warm breath on the side of my cheek as he spoke. “You didn’t respond to my text last night,” he said, and there was a light, teasing tone I didn’t remember from before. “I thought maybe you didn’t realize it was me, but that would mean someone else would be texting you good-night and calling you Mouse. I’m not sure how I feel about that.”

“Feeling a bit lazy, are we? No worries, it's just your brain telling you it's time for a power nap! Embrace the sloth life because even the most energetic minds need a break to recalibrate. So, sink into that cozy spot, grab your favorite snack, and let laziness take the wheel for a while. Who knows, you might stumble upon some genius ideas in the process – or at least find a hilarious cat video to watch. Remember, being lazy isn't a crime, it's a lifestyle choice!”

“Sleep and I do not have a good relationship. We have never been good friends. I am constantly chasing sleep and then pushing it away. A good night's sleep is my white whale. Like Ahab, I am also a total drama queen about it. I love to talk about how little sleep I get. I brag about it, as if it is a true indication of how hard I work.”

“Do not go gentle into that good night.”

“Happiest time of youth and life, when love is first spoken and returned; when the dearest eyes are daily shining welcome, and the fondest lips never tire of whispering their sweet secrets; when the parting look that accompanies "Good night!" gives delightful warning of tomorrow.”

“when you get a good night's sleep and wake up ready to produce throughout the day.”

“I often think that the night is more alive and more richly colored than the day.”

“Man preys on man; and you mourn for the idle tapestry that decorated a gothic pillar, and the dronish bell that summoned the fat priest to prayer. You mourn for the empty pageant of a name, when slavery flaps her wing, ... Why is our fancy to be appalled by terrific perspectives of a hell beyond the grave? - Hell stalks abroad; - the lash resounds on the slave's naked sides; and the sick wretch, who can no longer earn the sour bread of unremitting labour, steals to a ditch to bid the world a long good night.”

“Men live a moral life, either from regard to the Diving Being, or from regard to the opinion of the people in the world; and when a moral life is practised out of regard to the Divine Being, it is a spiritual life. Both appear alike in their outward form; but in their inward, they are completely different. The one saves a man, but the other does not; for he that leads a moral life out of regard to the Divine Being is led by him, but he who does so from regard to the opinion of people in the world is led by himself.”

“Sweet sleep be with us, one and all! And if upon its stillness fall The visions of a busy brain, We'll have our pleasure o'er again, To warm the heart, to charm the sight, Gay dreams to all! good night, good night.”

“With "Good Night, and Good Luck," I think it's kind of obvious what [Truman Capote]'s getting at there, and the importance of how it's playing out today, that is journalism doing, are the journalists doing their job, are they being the other checks and balances in our country that the way that obviously Edward R. Murrow was back then.”

“The financial calculus that Charlie and I employ would never permit our trading a good night's sleep for a shot at a few extra percentage points of return. I've never believed in risking what my friends and family have and need in order to pursue what they don't have and don't need.”

“I could also distinguish the glint of a special puddle (the one Krug had somehow perceived through the layer of his own life), an oblong puddle invariably acquiring the same form after every shower because of the constant spatulate shape of a depression in the ground. Possibly something of the kind may be said to occur in regard to the imprint we leave in the intimate texture of space. Twang. A good night for nothing.”

“To a large extent, the aged in our society are ghettoized. Old people are seen as useless, bypassed by history, old-fashioned, in the way. So, not surprisingly, when we reach the official mark of old age, we're supposed to go gently into that good night, to get off center stage and hand over the spotlight. Old age is also surrounded by shame - the myth of impotence and inability.”