I think what has this day brought me and what have I given it?
Fatigue is the best pillow.
When the twilight of all my evenings reaches me, after a long dark day, my complicated thoughts suffocate inside all of my uncomplicated longings. Evenings refuse to end. And the dawns that constantly...
Fools look to tomorrow wise men use tonight.
A well-spent day brings happy sleep.
Sleep is the most blessed and blessing of all natural graces.
To carry care to bed is to sleep with a pack on your back.
O bed! O bed! Delicious bed! That heaven on earth to the weary head!
The evenings are meant for deep reflection.
Sleep that knits up the ravell'd slave of care The death of each day's life sore labour's bath Balm of hurt minds great nature's second course Chief nourisher in life's feast.
Sleep Silence's child sweet father of soft rest Prince whose approach peace to all mortals brings Indifferent host to shepherds and kings Sole comforter to minds with grief oppressed.