Sleep is the interest we have to pay on the capital which is called in at death; and the higher the rate of interest and the more regularly it is paid, the further the date of redemption is postponed.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Living is a sickness to which sleep provides relief every sixteen hours. It's a palliative. The remedy is death.
For a man who has done his natural duty, death is as natural as sleep.
There is no magic. There is no secret. You need your sleep. A lot of our society tries to get by, but the truth is it is up to each individual to get their optimal sleep amount. If you get less than that you can get by temporarily, but it's only temporary.
For some people, what really matters to them is sleep.
The condition of sleep is profoundly contradictory. It is a precious good... but it is a good like none other, because to obtain it, one must seemingly give up the imperative to have it.
Sleeping is like meditation: it's good to rest the body but also to shut the mind down for a bit.
In sleep, you are safe from the revolting mechanics of living and being a prey to outrageous fortune.
If we sleep more than is needful for the refreshment of the body, it is wasting the time with which the Lord has entrusted us as a talent, to be used for his glory, for our own benefit, and the benefit of the saints and the unbelievers around us.
The law sometimes sleeps; it never dies.
Sleep is a reward for some, a punishment for others. For all, it is a sanction.