“I'll drink some wine, and then, like a latter-day Van Winkle, I'll lay me down upon this graven stone, lay my head beneath these letters RIP, and close my eyes, according to our family's old practice of falling asleep in times of trouble, and hope to awaken, renewed and joyful, into a better time.”
“Suppose I lay down on the pavement and you run over me a few times with my own car...just for old times.”
“I'll go anywhere and do anything with you. You're my home. My family.''I love you,' she said, kissing me once.We fell asleep, still in our clothes, her head on my heart.”
“Fight on my men,"says Sir Andrew Barton,I am hurt,but I am not slain;I'll lay me down and bleed a-while,And then I'll rise and fight again".”
“Oppression lays down blood-lust. It lays it down like a wine.”
“The whole summer lay ahead of us-time to rest, time to wait. And when the future comes-no matter what comes with it-I'll be smarter. I'll be stronger. I'll be ready.”