I remember the last three days that I was president, I never went to bed at all. I never went to bed until we had negotiated the final release of the hostages.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
As to the presidency, the two happiest days of my life were those of my entrance upon the office and my surrender of it.
I go to bed at night worrying that I didn't do enough that day to make sure I protect the American people.
I sleep each night a little better, a little more confidently, because Lyndon Johnson is my president.
I remember. How many minutes do I have left President? About one, one minute.
I was held hostage and almost executed by a man who was robbing us in the middle of the night.
I knew that my staying up would not change the election result if I were defeated, while if elected I had a hard day ahead of me. So I thought a night's rest was best in any event.
From 1994 to 1997, I did nothing. I slept and slept and slept. If I was awake, I had to deal with things, I had to do things. In order to avoid that, I would just stay in bed.
John F. Kennedy went to bed at 3:30 in the morning on November 9, 1960, uncertain whether he had defeated Richard Nixon for the presidency. He thought he had won, but six states hung in the balance, and after months of exhaustive campaigning, he was too tired to stay awake any longer.
For eight years, I was sleeping with the president, and if that doesn't give you special access, I don't know what does!
I remember the moment in which we were taken hostage in Libya, and we were asked to lie face down on the ground, and they started putting our arms behind our backs and started tying us up. And we were each begging for our lives because they were deciding whether to execute us, and they had guns to our heads.
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