Rest Quotes

Please don't wake me, no, don't shake me, leave me where I am, I'm only sleeping.

. . . to walk alone in London is the greatest rest.

Give yourself more opportunities for privacy, when you are not bombarded with duties and obligations. Privacy is not a rejection of those you love; it is your deserved respite for recharging your batteries.

I can sleep. I love sleep; it's my favorite.

Sleep lingers all our lifetime about our eyes, as night hovers all day in the boughs of the fir-tree.

Few, if any, creatures are equally active all night.

Sleep is the best meditation.

It may be that those whose work is their pleasure are those who most need the means of banishing it at intervals from their minds.

We were not made by Nature to work, or even to play, from eight o'clock in the morning till midnight. We ought to break our days and our marches into two.

Nature has not intended mankind to work from eight in the morning until midnight without that refreshment of blessed oblivion which, even if it only lasts twenty minutes, is sufficient to renew all the vital forces.

You lack the season of all natures, sleep.

Nothing gives rest but the sincere search for truth.

You have this idea that you'd better keep working otherwise people will forget. And that was dangerous. And then you realize, no, actually if you take a break people might be more interested in you.

You must learn to be still in the midst of activity and to be vibrantly alive in repose.

I have never taken any exercise except sleeping and resting.

This world is a place of business. What an infinite bustle! I am awaked almost every night by the panting of the locomotive. It interrupts my dreams. There is no sabbath. It would be glorious to see mankind at leisure for once. It is nothing but work, work, work.

I'll sleep well tonight

All action begins in rest... This is the ultimate truth.

I think a nap or a rest overnight is great. But who needs three days of rest? Please! The second day, you might die.

My brain and body and nervous system, they see a plane ride, a long plane trip, as an opportunity to sleep with nothing coming in, nothing to do. I just go offline the minute I'm on the plane.

A point of rest alone explains motion.

Give to these children, new from the world,Rest far from men.Is anything better, anything better?Tell us it then.

There are moments when all anxiety and stated toil are becalmed in the infinite leisure and repose of nature.

Home is where you come to when you've got nothing better to do.

Who can rest until the moment of action?

I think sometimes the best training is to rest.

I’m tired, can’t think of anything and want only to lay my face in your lap, feel your hand on my head and remain like that through all eternity.

There is no better soporific and sedative than skepticism.

He that can take rest is greater than he that can take cities.

In America, we hurry-which is well; but when the day's work is done, we go on thinking of losses and gains, we plan for the morrow, we even carry our business cares to bed with us...we burn up our energies with these excitements, and either die early or drop into a lean and mean old age at a time of life which they call a man's prime in Europe...What a robust people, what a nation of thinkers we might be, if we would only lay ourselves on the shelf occasionally and renew our edges!

When that which loves is united to the thing beloved it can rest there; when the burden is laid down it finds rest there. There will be eternal fame also for the inhabitants of that town, constructed and enlarged by him.

And that enquiring man John Synge comes next,That dying chose the living world for textAnd never could have rested in the tombBut that, long travelling, he had comeTowards nightfall upon certain set apartIn a most desolate stony place.

Notre nature est dans le mouvement; le repos entier est la mort. Our nature consists in movement; absolute rest is death.

And bed, he thought. Bed is my friend. Just bed, he thought. Bed will be a great thing. It is easy when you are beaten, he thought. I never knew how easy it was. And what beat you, the thought.

Well, the end of another busy day. I can't wait till I get back to bed. If that don't work I'll try to sleep.

I've realized that somebody who's tired and needs a rest, and goes on working all the same is a fool.

Make rest a necessity, not an objective. Only rest long enough to gather strength.

Blessed are the sleepy ones: for they shall soon drop off.

Every one knows that insufficient rest and gorging are not good for anyone, either physically or mentally.

The idle man does not know what it is to enjoy rest.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep. But I have promises to keep, and miles to go before I sleep.

Every person needs to take one day away. A day in which one consciously separates the past from the future. Jobs, family, employers, and friends can exist one day without any one of us, and if our egos permit us to confess, they could exist eternally in our absence. Each person deserves a day away in which no problems are confronted, no solutions searched for. Each of us needs to withdraw from the cares which will not withdraw from us.

Every now and then go away, have a little relaxation, for when you come back to your work your judgment will be surer.

Sometimes, there is no harm in putting off a piece of work until another day.

The best of all medicines is resting and fasting

When virtue has slept it will arise more vigorous.

Fear no more the heat o' th' sun Nor the furious winters' rages; Thou thy worldly task hast done, Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages. Golden lads and girls all must, As chimney-sweepers, come to dust.

Sleep comes more easily than it returns.

The lover is moved by the thing loved, as the sense is by that which perceives, and it unites with it and they become one and the same thing... when the lover is united with the beloved it finds rest there; when the burden is laid down there it finds rest.

He rested sitting on the un-stepped mast and sail and tried not to think but only to endure.

A grave, on which to rest from singing?

Sublime upon sublime scarcely presents a contrast, and we need a little rest from everything, even the beautiful.

O sleep! O gentle sleep! Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down And steep my senses in forgetfulness? Why rather, sleep, liest thou in smoky cribs, Upon uneasy pallets stretching thee, And hush'd with buzzing night-flies to thy slumber, Than in the perfum'd chambers of the great, Under the canopies of costly state, And lull'd with sound of sweetest melody?

Diligence is a good thing, but taking things easy is much more restful.

Sleep is no mean art.

A day out-of-doors, someone I loved to talk with, a good book and some simple food and music - that would be rest.

Weariness can snore upon the flint when resting sloth finds the down pillow hard.

Finish each day before you begin the next, and interpose a solid wall of sleep between the two. This you cannot do without temperance.

He does not seem to me to be a free man who does not sometimes do nothing.

Rest time is not waste time. It is economy to gather fresh strength... It is wisdom to take occasional furlough. In the long run, we shall do more by sometimes doing less.