How blessed are some people, whose lives have no fears, no dreads; to whom sleep is a blessing that comes nightly, and brings nothing but sweet dreams.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I'm also a great believer in the dream life; that while we're asleep, a deep subconscious connection is made about our profoundest fears, hopes, loves, losses, dreads and desires.
Sleep is very precious to me. I love to sleep.
That we are not much sicker and much madder than we are is due exclusively to that most blessed and blessing of all natural graces, sleep.
I know and value what it means to wake up and be alive and to share my story. I'm so blessed to be here and to be able to talk about it.
There are so few people that wake up every day and go do something that they don't dread... I'm very lucky.
Sleep is lovely, death is better still, not to have been born is of course the miracle.
It is one of the blessings of this world that few people see visions and dream dreams.
The scariest thought in the world is that someday I'll wake up and realize I've been sleepwalking through my life: underappreciating the people I love, making the same hurtful mistakes over and over, a slave to neuroses, fear, and the habitual.
Death is the most blessed dream.
Suffering has roused them from the sleep of gentle life, and every day fills them with a terrible intoxication. They are now something more than themselves; those we loved were merely happy shadows.
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