Apparently there are very few quotes on insomnia. While I haven't combed through the whole of the internet I found these:
Disagree:
Life is something that happens when you can't get to sleep. ~Fran Lebowitz
Relate:
The bed is a bundle of paradoxes: we go to it with reluctance, yet we quit it with regret; we make up our minds every night to leave it early, but we make up our bodies every morning to keep it late. ~Charles Caleb Colton
&
What all so soon asleep; I wish mine eyes would with themselves shut up my thoughts.
- William Shakespeare
Not Quite:
The last refuge of the insomniac is a sense of superiority to the sleeping world.
~Leonard Cohen
Indeed:
O sleep, O gentle sleep, nature's soft nurse, how have I frightened thee, that thou no more wilt weigh my eye-lids down and steep my senses in forgetfulness?
~Shakespeare
What I hear when I lay in the dark wishing for sleep:
To sleep, perchance to dream; ay, there's the rub;
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
Must give us pause.
- William Shakespeare
In the movie White Christmas Bing Crosby says (sings) that we should "count our blessings, instead of sheep," but I've tried that too.
Insomnia is my greatest foe for it effects my nights and days and everything in between.
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Sunday, December 14, 2008
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- I Was Told There'd Be Cake, Sloane Crosley
- The Cloister Walk, Kathleen Norris
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1 comment:
I play a game with myself when I can't sleep. I have to name 5 fruits or vegetables beginning with every letter of the alphabet. When I get stuck I go through the next letter. For instance: if I could only think of 4 A vegetables, for my fifth I would start with Aa, then Ab, Ac, Ad, etc., until I either think of the fifth or fall asleep. I've never gotten past I. Weird? Sure. But it works!
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