As a rule, software systems do not work well until they have been used, and have failed repeatedly, in real applications.
His insomnia was so bad, he couldn't sleep during office hours.
There are twelve hours in the day, and above fifty in the night.
I think the most common cause of insomnia is simple; its loneliness.
Loneliness, insomnia, and change: the fear of these is even worse than the reality.
Oh Sleep! it is a gentle thing, beloved from pole to pole, to Mary Queen the praise be given! She sent the gentle sleep from Heaven, that slid into my soul.
He gets into the habit of thinking so passionately at night that he begins to be persecuted by insomnia.
The creak of bed springs suffering under the weight of a restless man is as lonely a sound as I know.
The night is the hardest time to be alive and 4am knows all my secrets.
People would ask me, 'Is he as funny at home as he is in the movies?'. . . I would have to answer, 'Well, he can be funny. But he is also very serious. He has insomnia and if we him up early, he would bawl the hell out of me'.
I'm 86 and my doctor used to tell me to slow down - at least he did until he dropped dead.
Insomnia is a variant of Tourette's--the waking brain races, sampling the world after the world has turned away, touching it everywhere, refusing to settle, to join the collective nod. The insomniac brain is a sort of conspiracy theorist as well, believing too much in its own paranoiac importance--as though if it were to blink, then doze, the world might be overrun by some encroaching calamity, which its obsessive musings are somehow fending off.
It is impossible to read for pleasure from something to which you are both father and mother, born in such travail that the writer despises the thing that enslaved him.
Insomnia is a glamorous term for thoughts you forgot to have in the day.
Moral power is probably best when it is not used. The less you use it the more you have.
Insomnia never comes to a man who has to get up exactly at six o'clock. Insomnia troubles only those who can sleep any time.
I've had insomnia since I was five years old. I just don't require much sleep. I'm never tired.
This is how it is with insomnia. Everything is so far away, a copy of a copy of a copy. The insomnia distance of everything, you can't touch anything and nothing can touch you
I've crossed some kind of invisible line. I feel as if I've come to a place I never thought I'd have to come to. And I don't know how I got here. It's a strange place. It's a place where a little harmless dreaming and then some sleepy, early-morning talk has led me into considerations of death and annihilation.
I'm so tired, but I can't sleep. Standing on the edge of something much too deep.