“It was that sort of sleep in which you wake every hour and think to yourself that you have not been sleeping at all; you can remember dreams that are like reflections, daytime thinking slightly warped.”
“You can sleep with a gun, but when you gonna wake up and fight for yourself?”
“You can dream the American DreamBut you sleep with the lights onAnd wake up with a scream”
“And yet, and yet, in these our ghostly lives,Half night, half day, half sleeping, half awake,How if our waking life, like that of sleep,Be all a dream in that eternal lifeTo which we wake not till we sleep in death”
“Happiness is waking up, looking at the clock and finding that you still have two hours left to sleep.”
“Contrary to what you might think, I don't spend every waking hour thinking about boys.""Just most waking hours?”