Bed Quotes - Page 19

Sleep: a poor substitute for caffeine!

To whom much is given, much is expected. I do believe this. It's embedded in me.

Obedience of the law is demanded; not asked as a favor.

Sometimes I wish my first word was 'quote,' so that on my death bed, my last words could be 'end quote.'

I can play anywhere on the park. Im a bit like that in bed, too

It's like aversion therapy. You keep doing scenes over and over again with three women in the bed with you, and we had to do them all in one week. Three girls would step out and another three girls would step into the bed. It sounds like a fantasy but by the end of it, I just wanted to go for a hike on my own in the north of England, in the hills. Because it became a sort of "be careful what you wish for" kinda thing.

When you're depressed, you know, it's like the world has ended. Even getting out of bed takes the most massive amount of effort. But when you're manic, oh, it's so addicting. You know, I have finished novels in two weeks in manic stages.

Obedience is yielded more readily to one who commands gently.

Mighty proud I am that I am able to have a spare bed for my friends.

There is a dead spot in the night, that coldest, blackest time when the world has forgotten evening and dawn is not yet a promise. A time when it is far too early to arise, but so late that going to bed makes small sense.

The only thing that might make me stay in bed would be fear. Once I get rest, then I can overcome the fear of a given day and then I'm ready. I'm ready to go. Not that I always have that fear, but sometimes that's the only thing that would keep me in bed more than just the laziness.

You're like the devil with horns in your head, the only way I'll get you is to get you in bed.

The last time I'd seen the Minotaur, he'd been wearing nothing but his tighty whities. I don't know why. Maybe he'd been shaken out of bed to chase me.

See we not plainly that obedience of creatures unto the law of nature is the stay of the whole world?

Through obedience learn to command.

Obedience is a hard profession.

The best measure of a spiritual life is not its ecstasies but its obedience.

I often take exercise. Why only yesterday I had breakfast in bed.

Music is like a lover that I can't commit to, but I seem to always find myself in bed with.

Until we can all present ourselves to the world in our completeness, as fully and beautifully as we see ourselves naked in our bedrooms, we are not free.

I would rather obey than work miracles.

I follow nature as the surest guide, and resign myself with implicit obedience to her sacred ordinances.

In my experience, cats and beds seem to be a natural combination.

Life excites me-just little, normal, everyday things. Getting out of bed. Getting dressed. Making food. I find it all exciting.

Getting out of bed in the morning is an act of false confidence.