Awake At Night Quotes

You may grow old and trembling in your anatomies, you may lie awake at night listening to the disorder of your veins, you may miss your only love, you may see the world about you devastated by evil lunatics, or know your honour trampled in the sewers of baser minds. There is only one thing for it then – to learn.

Why does the eye see a thing more clearly in dreams than the imagination when awake?

I sometimes lie awake at night trying to think of something funny that Richard Nixon said.

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

I used to lie awake at night, willing myself to put in the hard work, the determination, the passion.

Many of us are slaves to our minds. Our own mind is our worst enemy. We try to focus, and our mind wanders off. We try to keep stress at bay, but anxiety keeps us awake at night. We try to be good to the people we love, but then we forget them and put ourselves first.

I’ve been quite fascinated by the relative insignificance of human existence, the shortness of life. We might as well be a letter in a word in a sentence on a page in a book in a library in a city in one country in this enormous universe! And that kind of fear and insignificance has kept me awake at night.

When you are more awake at nights, they’ll toss and turn, they’ll think more, they get frustrated. And when that starts to happen, you really don’t sleep even more because you’re making your body tense and your mind is getting more and more active.

Once it happened, as I lay awake at night, that I suddenly spoke in verses, in verses so beautiful and strange that I did not venture to think of writing them down, and then in the morning they vanished; and yet they lay hidden within me like the hard kernel within an old brittle husk.

The neurotic lies awake at night, composing letters to those he hates. He seldom thinks of dropping a line to those he loves.

What keeps me awake at night is just, Am I making the best use of the time that remains for me, to both be as good an example as I can in my own daily life, and as compelling as possible a voice for the ways in which we can all work together to tackle these issues.

A good husband is never the first to go to sleep at night or the last to awake in the morning.

Prayer is like lying awake at night, afraid, with your head under the cover, hearing only the beating of your own heart. It is like a bird that has blundered down the flue and is caught indoors and flutters at the windowpanes. It is like standing a long time on a cold day, knocking at a shut door.

Sometimes I lie awake at night, and ask, ‘Where have I gone wrong?’ Then a voice says to me, ‘This is going to take more than one night.’

Not much touches us, but we long to be touched. We lie awake at night willing the darkness to part and show us a vision.

Sometimes I lie awake at night thinking about all the dumb things I do every day… If I live to be eighty and I do ten dumb things each day… That would be about two hundred and ninety thousand dumb things… When you add up all the dumb things you do, it’s best to use round figures.

My biggest fear, I think falling from a great height. If I want to keep myself awake at night I imagine I’m on the top of the North or South Tower in 9/11, wondering whether I’m going to be burnt to death or I’m going to jump. And I think I would burn to death. And yet I’m impressed by the fact that hundreds didn’t.