We must learn to reawaken and keep ourselves awake, not by mechanical aids, but by an infinite expectation of the dawn, which does not forsake us in our soundest sleep.
Fear doesn’t shut you down; it wakes you up.
We spend a good part of our lives dreaming, especially when we’re awake.
To be awake is to be alive.
The light which puts out our eyes is darkness to us. Only that day dawns to which we are awake. There is more day to dawn. The sun is but a morning star.
No man would have torn himself from the comfort of a morning nap to listen to a minstrel in a jacket; none but a maid awakes to songs of love.[Aucun homme ne s’arrache aux douceurs du sommeil matinal pour écouter un troubadour en veste, une fille seule se réveille à un chant d’amour.]
Men all do about the same things when they wake up.
Life is a dream from which we all must wake before we can dream again.
It is very difficult sometimes to keep awake, especially at church, but there is no difficulty at all about sleeping.[The Canterville Ghost]
Error is related to truth as sleep to waking.
“Age is my alarm clock,” the old man said. “Why do old men wake so early? Is it to have one longer day?” “I don’t know,” the boy said. “All I know is that young boys sleep late and hard.”
