Slumber Quotes - Page 2

wondered how anyone could ever imagine unquiet slumbers, for the sleepers in that quiet earth.

In the deepest slumber-no! In delirium-no! In a swoon-no! In death-no! even in the grave all is not lost.

O polished perturbation! golden care! That keep'st the ports of slumber open wide To many a watchful night.

Some one invented the telephone, And interrupted a nation's slumbers, Ringing wrong but similar numbers.

Do not wake me from this slumber, but be assured that just as I have wept much, I have also wandered many roads with my thoughts.

Now conscience wakes despair That slumber'd,-wakes the bitter memory Of what he was, what is, and what must be Worse.

...More than almost any current book, DTU will wake the reader from his dogmatic slumbers. It is eminently readable, challenging, and provocative.

The fire which seems extinguished often slumbers beneath the ashes.

It's been months since I last wrote. I've lived in a state of mental slumber, leading the life of someone else. I've felt, very often, a vicarious happiness. I haven't existed. I've been someone else. I've lived without thinking.

Philosophy, beginning in wonder, as Plato and Aristotle said, is able to fancy everything different from what it is. It sees the familiar as if it were strange, and the strange as if it were familiar. It can take things up and lay them down again. It rouses us from our native dogmatic slumber and breaks up our caked prejudices.

If nothing else will do to sever me from my sins, Lord, send me such sore and trying calamities as shall awake me from earthly slumbers. It must always be best to be alive to Thee, whatever be the quickening instrument.

Image of rugged cliffs And so thy thoughts, when thou art gone, Love itself shall slumber on.

Some say that gleams of a remoter world Visit the soul in sleep — that death is slumber, And that its shapes the busy thoughts outnumber Of those who wake and live.

Slumber party with Dracula, all things considerd why not?

Daytime sleep is a cursed slumber from which one wakes in despair.

One slumber finds another.

Hence, in these times, untouch'd the pages lie, And slumber out their immortality.

O who knows what slumbers in the background of the times?

Africa? A book one thumbs Listlessly, till slumber comes.