sleeping

I had a dream about you last night. The best day of my life was when I taught you how to juggle, but the best day of yours was when you taught someone else.

I didn't dream about you last night. I woke up in fear.

I had a dream about you. You were lost in a daydream, when I walked in and you began screaming. But I know that could never actually happen. In real life I only enter people__ nightmares.

I had a dream about you last night... you kept meowing at people and licking yourself it was not unlike you normally.

I had a dream about you last night... you were a giant slinky and I watched you fall down the stairs.

I had a dream about you last night. I could fly. I was going to use this power to impress you, but you were too heavy to carry, so I won you over with my personality instead

So the paradox goes: No man who is really ignorant is ever aware that he is ignorant. That is its finest, most faulty manifestation; there can be no true ignorance without first some claim of intelligence or consciousness, or superiority or enlightenment.

I had a dream about you. I was sitting on your couch, relating my succession of ideas on subconscious influence. I asked you what they meant, and you told me that free associations were a bad way to advance my political career.

I have never taken any exercise, except sleeping and resting, and I never intend to take any.

I am fed up with men who use sex like a sleeping pill.

There's something really great and romantic about being poor and sleeping on couches.

A few nights later, I secretly hope that I might be a genius. Why else can no amount of sleeping pills fell my brain? But in the morning my daughter asks me what a cloud is and I cannot say.

I'm a hopeless romantic. It's disgusting. It really is. I've seen 'While You Were Sleeping', like, twenty times, and I still believe in the whole Prince Charming thing.

Sleeping is no mean art: for its sake one must stay awake all day.

I had a dream about you last night.. you were holding a pine cone and introducing him as Gerald.

I had a dream about you last night. The champagne was non-alcoholic. You didn't notice, and laughed at my jokes anyway.

I fear all we have done is to awaken a sleeping giant and fill him with a terrible resolve.

Sleeping is forbidden at the age of 22. It's all work and no play.