John Steinbeck Quotes about Sleep

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I have always lived violently, drunk hugely, eaten too much or not at all, slept around the clock or missed two nights of sleeping, worked too hard and too long in glory, or slobbed for a time in utter laziness. I've

I have always lived violently, drunk hugely, eaten too much or not at all, slept around the clock or missed two nights of sleeping, worked too hard and too long in glory, or slobbed for a time in utter laziness. I've lifted, pulled, chopped, climbed, made love with joy and taken my hangovers as a consequence, not as a punishment.

John Steinbeck

Taken, Hangover, Sleep

"Travels With Charley: In Search of America". Book by John Steinbeck, Part 1, 1962.

No one knows how greatness comes to a man. It may lie in his blackness, sleeping, or it may lance into him like those driven fiery particles from outer space. These things, however, are known about greatness: need gives it life and puts it in action; it never comes without pain; it leaves a man changed, chastened, and exalted at the same time--he can never return to simplicity.

John Steinbeck

Pain, Lying, Sleep

John Steinbeck (2008). “Sweet Thursday”, p.316, Penguin

An ocean without unnamed monsters would be like sleep without dreams.

John Steinbeck

Dream, Ocean, Sleep

Men really need sea-monsters in their personal oceans. An ocean without its unnamed monsters would be like a completely dreamless sleep.

John Steinbeck

Ocean, Sleep, Men

Sea of Cortez ch. 4 (1941)

My wife, my Mary, goes to her sleep the way you would close the door of a closet. So many times I have watched her with envy. Her lovely body squirms a moment as though she fitted herself into a cocoon. She sighs once and at the end of it her eyes close and her lips, untroubled, fall into that wise and remote smile of the Ancient Greek gods. She smiles all night in her sleep, her breath purrs in her throat, not a snore, a kitten's purr... She loves to sleep and sleep welcomes her.

John Steinbeck

Wise, Fall, Sleep

John Steinbeck (2008). “The Winter of Our Discontent”, p.57, Penguin