Category Archives: SLEEP

Other people’s worries do not rob one’s sleep.

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And if tonight my soul may find her peace in sleep, and sink in good oblivion, and in the morning wake like a new opened flower then I have been dipped again in God, and new created.

D.H. Lawrence

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I like to sleep In a cosy bed, With a blanket for my feet And a pillow for my head.

SLEEP BY JILL MCDOUGALL

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“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

Night calls, frogs, not sleeping . Miranda Aitken

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And while Mr. Jeremy sat disconsolately on the edge of his boat—sucking his sore fingers and peering down into the water—a MUCH worse thing happened; a really FRIGHTFUL thing it would have been, if Mr. Jeremy had not been wearing a mackintosh!

A great big enormous trout came up—ker-pflop-p-p-p! with a splash— and it seized Mr. Jeremy with a snap, “Ow! Ow! Ow!”—and then it turned and dived down to the bottom of the pond!

But the trout was so displeased with the taste of the mackintosh, that in less than half a minute it spat him out again; and the only thing it swallowed was Mr. Jeremy’s galoshes.

by Beatrix Potter

“THE TALE OF MR. JEREMY FISHER”

She tries to remain still, to focus, / but it won’t stop rocking, / the carriage, this world.” Lachlan Brown.

Let the rain kiss you. Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops. Let the rain sing you a lullaby.”

– Langston Hughes –

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Queensland Times (Ipswich) (Qld. : 1909 – 1954), Monday 23 February 1948,

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Think in the morning. Act in the noon. Eat in the evening. Sleep in the night. William Blake

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Queenie Chan

“There were no childish flights of fancy here – no silly games of ‘pretend’, and certainly no bedtime stories. ‘Not under our roof’, my grandmother would say, rolling her eyes. She often rolls her eyes in that fashion, especially when talking about our neighbours, the Darlings. She did this even in front of Mrs Darling, when she once came over to invite me to an afternoon play session with her three children.”

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“Please, sir, I want some more.” Charles Dickens, Oliver Twist

 

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“There is a kind of sleep that steals upon us sometimes, which, while it holds the body prisoner, does not free the mind from a sense of things about it, and enable it to ramble at its pleasure. So far as an overpowering heaviness, a prostration of strength, and an utter inability to control our thoughts or power of motion, can be called sleep, this is it; and yet we have a consciousness of all that is going on about us; and if we dream at such a time, words which are really spoken, or sounds which really exist at the moment, accommodate themselves with surprising readiness to our visions, until reality and imagination become so strangely blended that it is afterwards almost a matter of impossibility to separate the two. Nor is this, the most striking phenomenon, incidental to such a state. It is an undoubted fact, that although our senses of touch and sight be for the time dead, yet our sleeping thoughts, and the visionary scenes that pass before us, will be influenced, and materially influenced, by the mere silent presence of some external object: which may not have been near us when we closed our eyes: and of whose vicinity we have had no waking consciousness. ” 

― Charles Dickens, Oliver Twist

An empty head gets the easiest sleep. Norwegian.

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JOHN LEONARD

All my words are gunning for extinction, all they can tell
     us is:
live more.
The photos you retrieve are a scream -
heart-battering reams of fortune, shadow and sleep,
                                                 as if "the sun fell . . . 
or leapt."

Wake not a sleeping lion.

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A final word from our November Poet-in-residence, Jayne Fenton Keane

Recently I’ve barely had a chance to look outside my favourite window. Today I see two lorikeets sleeping with their heads tucked into their back on a branch outside. We had wild weather last night. Lightning bolts as wide as my forearm struck the hills across the lake.  It must have been a sleepless night for the birds clinging to the swirling branches.

http://www.australianpoetry.org/2013/11/29/jfk-5-and-final-after-the-storm-the-sleeping-birds/

A good laugh and a long sleep are the best cures.

Goanna like to sleep
In the sandy ground,
In a soft warm hole
Just a little way down.

Crows like to sleep
Near the starry sky,
By a big bird’s nest
That’s way up high.

I like to sleep
In a cosy bed,
With a blanket for my feet
And a pillow for my head.

Jill McDougall & Jenny Taylor, Anna the Goanna and other poems (Aboriginal Studies Press 2000)

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Goodnight Poem by Mykaela Maxino:
Touch your heart,
Close your eyes.
Make a wish,
Say goodnight.

Read more: http://www.gadel.info/2011/06/goodnight-poems-and-goodnight-quotes.html#ixzz2mrRYxoax

To be as small as a vinegar fly and want to shit like an elephant

Too big for your boots

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THAT POSSSUM’S WEARING GUMBOOTS

He’s running up and down my roof
I hear him stomping by
How can that possum be so loud? –
I think that I know why –

That possum’s wearing gumboots!
On his furry little feet
He’s there when I climb in bed
And I’m pulling up my sheet

Leslie Shane Stanford, Australia

“the frog in the well knows not of the great ocean”

 

 

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(i no naka no kawazu, taikai o shirazu)

Explanation: This proverb is a metaphor for being mentally trapped by a narrow understanding of things.

Note: kawazu is the old way to say “frog”, in modern Japanese they are called kaeru

http://nihonshock.com/2010/03/japanese-proverbs-february-2010/

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foto: frogs on window of music room in raleigh nsw aust 2013

Night calls, frogs, not sleeping

MIRANDA AITKEN

It was spring and full moon and I thought

I heard voices in the night but

It was only the frogs singing about

the river and the spring and the moon

So I listened to their watery voices and felt gladdened

they had something to say

http://www.australianpoetry.org/2013/03/26/night-calls-frogs-not-sleeping-2/

In heaven you won’t hear the mosquitoes. Finland.

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Mosquitoes

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1    My eyes in slumber tightly close,
2    Most welcome is the night’s repose;
3    No troubled thoughts my sleep condemn;
4    And yet I hear the hum of ‘M………..
5     Mosquitoes.

When I was little, I used to fall asleep on the sofa and wake up in bed. Now, I pass out on the sofa and wake up on the floor.

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“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

Treasure the love you receive above all. It will survive long after your gold and good health have vanished.

Og Mandingo

 

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“I heard what you said. I’m not the silly romantic you think. I don’t want the heavens or the shooting stars. I don’t want gemstones or gold. I have those things already. I want a steady hand. A kind soul. I want to fall asleep, and wake, knowing my heart is safe. I want to love, and be loved.”

― Shana Abe

Character is simply habit long continued.

Plutarch

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http://realisticrecovery.wordpress.com/2009/02/21/list-of-character-defects/

gluttony, greed – Wanting and taking too much: food, sex, time, money, comfort, leisure, material possessions, attention, security.  Acquiring things (material things, relationships, attention) at the expense of others.

laziness, procrastination, sloth – Not doing as much as is reasonable for us to do. Putting things off repeatedly. Not carrying our own load as much as we are able. Letting others provide things for us that we ought to get for ourselves.

There are nights when the wolves are silent and only the moon howls.

~George Carlin, Brain Droppings, 1997

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“Oh God, midnight’s not bad, you wake and go back to sleep, one or two’s not bad, you toss but sleep again. Five or six in the morning, there’s hope, for dawn’s just under the horizon. But three, now, Christ, three A.M.! Doctors say the body’s at low tide then. The soul is out. The blood moves slow. You’re the nearest to dead you’ll ever be save dying. Sleep is a patch of death, but three in the morn, full wide-eyed staring, is living death! You dream with your eyes open. God, if you had strength to rouse up, you’d slaughter your half-dreams with buckshot! But no, you lie pinned to a deep well-bottom that’s burned dry. The moon rolls by to look at you down there, with its idiot face. It’s a long way back to sunset, a far way on to dawn, so you summon all the fool things of your life, the stupid lovely things done with people known so very well who are now so very dead – And wasn’t it true, had he read somewhere, more people in hospitals die at 3 A.M. than at any other time…”
― Ray Bradbury, Something Wicked This Way Comes

 

 

The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you. Don’t go back to sleep. ― Rumi

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“This first glance of a soul which does not yet know itself is like dawn in the heavens; it is the awakening of something radiant and unknown.”

― Victor Hugo, Les Misérables

On the night of the murder I was at home, asleep. The characters in my dream can vouch for me.

― Jarod Kintz, $3.33

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“It is so hard to learn to put sadness in perspective so hard to understand that it is a feeling that comes in degrees, it can be a candle burning gently and harmlessly in your home, or it can be a full-fledged forest fire that destroy almost everything and is controlled by almost nothing. It can also be so much in-between ”

― Elizabeth Wurtzel, Prozac Nation

Happiness consists in getting enough sleep. Just that, nothing more.

― Robert A. Heinlein, Starship Troopers

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“You are always dragging me down,’ said I to my Body. ‘Dragging _you_ down!’ replied my Body. ‘Well I like that! Who taught me to like tobacco and alcohol? You, of course, with your idiotic adolescent idea of being "grown up". My palate loathed both at first: but you would have your way. Who put an end to all those angry and revengeful thoughts last night? Me, of course, by insisting on going to sleep. Who does his best to keep you from talking too much and eating too much by giving you dry throats and headaches and indigestion? Eh?’ ‘And what about sex?’ said I. ‘Yes, what about it?’ retorted the Body. ‘If you and your wretched imagination would leave me alone I’d give you no trouble. That’s Soul all over; you give me orders and then blame me for carrying them out.”

― C.S. Lewis