When you're gripped by anxiety, worry, insomnia, or panic, make yourself shiver, quiver, tremble, and shudder. It seems silly, but it really works.
I am strongly of the opinion that, after the age of twenty-one, a man ought not to be out of bed and awake at four in the morning. The hour breeds thought. At twenty-one, life being all future, it may be examined with impunity. But, at thirty, having become an uncomfortable mixture of future and past, it is a thing to be looked at only when the sun is high and the world full of warmth and optimism.
A ruffled mind makes a restless pillow.
I was tormenting myself last night with the insomnia and anyone who has insomnia knows that it often leads to anxiety and getting mad at ourselves, which makes it worse. And it's not just insomnia, in many instances in life.
Counting your blessings is a better cure for insomnia than counting sheep - you can fall asleep before you get through half of them.
I've been having a lot of trouble sleeping as we all should. I dunno. You don't live that long. It doesn't matter.
Whoever eats anything at a wedding luncheon? They make the food out of papier mache. My salad had been used four or five times this week.
What hath night to do with sleep?
Sleep refreshes only the body. It rarely sets the soul at rest
Some patients are still having insomnia, but it's seems worse to them than actually it is. So, if they say they're sleep deprived, they haven't slept at all in three days; if we actually take them into a lab, most of the time we actually do see they're sleeping on and off here and there.
Thou hast no figures nor no fantasies Which busy care draws in the brains of men; Therefore thou sleep'st so sound.
My life has been regulated by insomnia.
When I dance with him, one of my great loves, he is absolutely human, and when he turns to dip me or I step on his foot because we are both leading, I know that one of us will die first and the other will suffer. The slow dance of what’s to come and the slow dance of insomnia pouring across the floor like bath water.
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.
Come, cuddle your head on my shoulder, dear, your head like the golden rod, and we will go sailing away from here to the beautiful Land Of Nod.
What strangely enchanted tunes gush forth during those sleepless nights!
There is more refreshment and stimulation in a nap, even of the briefest, than in all the alcohol ever distilled.
Sometimes I sit up late with my thoughts, reluctant to fall asleep and leave my thoughts alone by themselves.
While free software was meant to force developers to lose sleep over ethical dilemmas, open source software was meant to end their insomnia.
It is impossible to predict the time and progress of revolution. It is governed by its own more or less mysterious laws.