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“I'm up all night against my will My medicine won't let me feel anything at all The doctor gave me sleeping pills and I took one Then I feel all alone, sleeping like a stone.”

Feels Night Sleep Stones Doctors Let Me Medicine Emptiness Pills All Night Detachment All Alone Numbness Up All Night Sleeping Pills

Author:Joseph Arthur

“To travel like a bird, lightly to view | Deserts where stone gods founder in the sand, | Ocean embraced in a white sleep with land; | To escape time, always to start anew... | Hooded by a dark sense of destination... | Travelers, we're fabric of the road we go; We settle, but like feathers on time's flow.”

Light Dark Sleep White Views Land Ocean Bird Flow Stones Desert Settling Sand Destination Founders Fabric Traveler Feathers Starting Anew

Book:The Complete Poems of C. Day Lewis

Source: The Complete Poems of C. Day Lewis

“I shall never sleep calmly again when I think of the horrors that lurk ceaselessly behind life in time and in space, and of those unhallowed blasphemies from elder stars which dream beneath the sea, known and favoured by a nightmare cult ready and eager to loose them upon the world whenever another earthquake shall heave their monstrous stone city again to the sun and air.”

Source: H. P. LOVECRAFT äóñ The Complete Fiction in One Volume: The Call of Cthulhu, The Case of Charles Dexter Ward, At the Mountains of Madness, The Shadow over Innsmouth, The Dunwich Horror and Many More: The Whisperer in Darkness, Beyond the Wall of Sleep, The Rats in the Walls, The Shunned House, The Shadow Out of Time, The Alchemist, The Dreams in the Witch House, The Silver Key, The Templeäó_

“London is a city that sleeps too much. This is the mould of its quality. A magnetic contract: to reinvent itself on the other side of dream, each day. And such dreams, smouldering against the tidal spine of the river, telling and retelling the tales that must be told to manifest a city's bones. Whispering the night architecture back into stone.”

Dream Night Sides Sleep Cities Quality Too Much Rivers Stones Bones London Architecture Tales Each Day Contracts Manifest Spine Whispering Magnetic Mould Retelling

Book:London: City of Disappearances

Source: London: City of Disappearances

“A silence, the brief Sabbath of an hour, Reigns o'er the fields; the laborer sits within His dwelling; he has left his steers awhile, Unyoked, to bite the herbage, and his dog Sleeps stretched beside the door-stone in the shade. Now the gray marmot, with uplifted paws, No more sits listening by his den, but steals Abroad, in safety, to the clover-field, And crops its juicy-blossoms.”

Left Hours Sleep Silence Doors Dog Fields Listening Stones Safety Stealing Gray Shade Bites Reign Crops Dwelling Steers Sabbath Laborers Paws Dens Juicy Clovers

Author:William C. Bryant

“Gospel ministers should not only be like dials on watches, or mile-stones upon the road, but like clocks and larums, to sound the alarm to sinners. Aaron wore bells as well as pomegranates, and the prophets were commanded to lift up their voice like a trumpet. A sleeping sentinel may be the loss of the city.”

Should Wells May Sound Voice Loss Sleep Cities Watches Stones Miles Lifts Clock Ministers Prophet Sinner Bells Preaching Alarms Trumpets Sentinels Pomegranates

Author:Joseph Hall

“Oh! to be a child again. My only treasures, bits of shell and stone and glass. To love nothing but maple sugar. To fear nothing but a big dog. To go to sleep without dreading the morrow. To wake up with a shout. Not to have seen a dead face. Not to dread a living one. To be able to believe.”

Believe Children Bigs Able Faces Bits Sleep Childhood Dog Stones Wake Up Longing Glasses Nostalgia Treasure Sugar Dread Shells Going To Sleep Fear Not Morrow Fear Nothing Maple

Book:Ginger-Snaps

Source: Ginger-Snaps

“I turned down the lead role in Wall Street: Money Never Sleeps, because that idiot Oliver Stone didn't think the character should play the alto sax.”

Thinking Should Play Character Sleep Roles Streets Wall Stones Idiot Turned Down Never Sleep

Author:Michael Cera

“When I was a kid and my parents started talking about politics, I'd run to my room and put on the Rolling Stones as loud as I could. So when I see all these rock stars up there talking politics, it makes me sick... If you're listening to a rock star in order to get your information on who to vote for, you're a bigger moron than they are. Why are we rock stars? Because we're morons. We sleep all day, we play music at night and very rarely do we sit around reading the Washington Journal.”

“In 1965, my father was just twirling the dial of the radio to find something that would make me go to sleep, and as soon as I heard rock and roll there was no stopping me. It was during the height of Beatlemania and the British invasion, but I gravitated toward the harder, heavier music going on then, you know, the early Rolling Stones, the good Rolling Stones, and Paul Revere and the Raiders, who don't get the credit they deserve for spearheading the American '60s garage sound.”

“The days aren't discarded or collected, they are bees that burned with sweetness or maddened the sting: the struggle continues, the journeys go and come between honey and pain. No, the net of years doesn't unweave: there is no net. They don't fall drop by drop from a river: there is no river. Sleep doesn't divide life into halves, or action, or silence, or honor: life is like a stone, a single motion, a lonesome bonfire reflected on the leaves, an arrow, only one, slow or swift, a metal that climbs or descends burning in your bones.”

Source: Still Another Day

“As the days piled up into weeks, and the weeks turned into months, and fall slid into winter, I realized one of the great truths about tragedy: You can dream of disappearing. You can wish for oblivion, for endless sleep or the escape of fiction, of walking into a river with your pockets full of stones, of letting the dark water close over your head. But if you've got kids, the web of the world holds you close and wraps you tight and keeps you from falling no matter how badly you think you want to fall.”

Source: Certain Girls: A Novel

“Dear to me is sleep: still more, being made of stone, While pain and guilt still linger here below, Blindness and numbness--these please me alone; Then do not wake me, keep your voices low.”

Made Stills Inspiration Pain Voice Sleep Please Lows Stones Guilt Dear Blindness Me Alone Numbness Please Me

Book:Sonnets of Michelangelo

Source: Sonnets of Michelangelo

“The good Bishop of Assisi expressed a sort of horror at the hard life which the Little Brothers lived at the Portiuncula, without comforts, without possessions, eating anything they could get and sleeping anyhow on the ground. St. Francis answered him with that curious and almost stunning shrewdness which the unworldly can sometimes wield like a club of stone. He said, 'If we had any possessions, we should need weapons and laws to defend them.”

Ifs Needs Should Littles Said Sometimes Hard Law Sleep Brother Comfort Horror Eating Weapons Stones Clubs Possession Curious Bishops Stunning Hard Life Little Brother Shrewdness

Author:Gilbert K. Chesterton

“He hated the men floating in sleep in the big stone houses. Because their lives were ordered and their rooms tidy. Because they got up every morning and did their public work. Because they weren't going to dynamite their factories and have naked parties in the fire.”

Men Bigs House Sleep Rooms Party Morning Fire Stones Naked Hated Factories Every Morning Floating Tidy Dynamite

Book:The Favourite Game

Source: The Favourite Game

“Shadowfax tossed his head and cried aloud, as if a trumpet had summoned him to battle. Then he sprang forward. Fire flew from his feet; night rushed over him. As he fell slowly into sleep, Pippin had a strange feeling: he and Gandalf were still as stone, seated upon the statue of a running horse, while the world rolled away beneath his feet with a great noise of wind.”

Ifs World Stills Feelings Running Night Sleep Fire Feet Strange Wind Battle Stones Horse Noise Cried Statues Flew Trumpets Pippin

Book:The Lord of the Rings: One Volume

Source: The Lord of the Rings: One Volume

“And what are you doing here, Nicholas? Decided to watch me sleep?" "Yes," said Nick, and bowed is head over his sword again. He had tissues, oil, and sandpaper laid out on the windowsill in front of him, and a little stone block he was passing his sword up and down, very carefully. "I came to gaze upon your sleeping face. Only you had the blanket over your head, so I just had to gaze at a lump I thought was your sleeping face, and that turned out to be your shoulder. Which just wasn't as special." ~Nick and Mae”

Littles Said Faces Sleep Watches Special Fronts Stones Decided Oil Shoulders Passing Passings Block Up And Down Blanket Tissues Lumps Watch Me Mae Sandpaper

Author:Sarah Rees Brennan

“Mortality, behold, and fear, What a change of flesh is here! Think how many royal bones Sleep within this heap of stones.”

Thinking Sleep Stones Bones Flesh Mortality Royal

Book:The Infernal Devices: Clockwork Angel; Clockwork Prince; Clockwork Princess

Source: The Infernal Devices: Clockwork Angel; Clockwork Prince; Clockwork Princess

“Cold be hand and heart and bone, and cold be sleep under stone: never more to wake on stony bed, never, till the Sun fails and the Moon is dead. In the black wind the stars shall die, and still on gold here let them lie, till the dark lord lifts his hand over dead sea and withered land.”

Heart Stills Hands Lying Dies Stars Black Dark Sleep Lord Sun Failing Sea Land Wind Cold Bed Moon Stones Gold Bones Lifts Withered

Book:The Fellowship of the Ring: Being the First Part of The Lord of the Rings

Source: The Fellowship of the Ring: Being the First Part of The Lord of the Rings

“She is standing on my lids And her hair is in my hair She has the colour of my eye She has the body of my hand In my shade she is engulfed As a stone against the sky She will never close her eyes And she does not let me sleep And her dreams in the bright day Make the suns evaporate And me laugh cry and laugh Speak when I have nothing to say”

Doe Dream Body Hands Eye Speak Sleep Laughing Sun Sky Cry Hair Standing Stones Let Me Colour Shade Her Eyes Bright Days

Author:Paul Eluard

“Humanity today is like a waking dreamer, caught between the fantasies of sleep and the chaos of the real world. The mind seeks but cannot find the precise place and hour. We have created a Star Wars civilization, with Stone Age emotions, medieval institutions, and godlike technology. We thrash about. We are terribly confused by the mere fact of our existence, and a danger to ourselves and to the rest of life.”

“How peacefully he sleep! Yet may his ever-questing spirit, freed at length from all the frettings of this little world, Wander at will among the uncharted stars. Fairfield his name. Perchance celestial fields disclosing long sought secrets of the past Spread 'neath his enraptured gaze And beasts and men that to his earthly sight were merely bits of stone shall live again to gladden those eager eyes. o let us picture him-enthusiast-scientist-friend- Seeker of truth and light through all eternity!”