Quotations About / On:
The law hath not been dead, though it hath slept.
(William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Angelo, in Measure for Measure, act 2, sc. 2, l. 90.
Reminding Isabella that the laws have existed even though they have not been enforced for some time.)
Sleep dwell upon thine eyes, peace in thy breast.
(William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Romeo, in Romeo and Juliet, act 2, sc. 2, l. 186.
To Juliet as she goes in from her window.)
The undeserver may sleep when the man of action is called on.
(William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Falstaff Henry IV, Part 2, act 2, sc. 4, l. 376-7.)
But since all is well, keep it so, wake not a sleeping wolf.
(William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Lord Chief Justice, in Henry IV, Part 2, act 1, sc. 2, l. 153-4.
Advising Falstaff not to get into trouble with the law.)
A thinking woman sleeps with monsters.
(Adrienne Rich (b. 1929), U.S. poet. Snapshots of a Daughter-in-Law (l. 26). . .
Norton Anthology of Poetry, The. Alexander W. Allison and others, eds. (3d ed., 1983) W. W. Norton & Company.)
The last refuge of the insomniac is a sense of superiority to the sleeping world.
(Leonard Cohen (b. 1934), Canadian singer, poet, novelist. Lawrence Breavman, in The Favourite Game, bk. 4, sct. 12 (1963).)
You lack the season of all natures, sleep.
(William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Lady Macbeth, in Macbeth, act 3, sc. 4, l. 140.
"Season" may mean necessary period of rest, or the seasoning that preserves.)
Moral reform is the effort to throw off sleep.
(Henry David Thoreau (1817-1862), U.S. philosopher, author, naturalist. Walden (1854), in The Writings of Henry David Thoreau, vol. 2, p. 100, Houghton Mifflin (1906).)
The world of men is dreaming, it has gone mad in its sleep, and a snake is strangling it, but it can't wake up.
(D.H. (David Herbert) Lawrence (1885-1930), British author. Letter, May 14, 1915. The Letters of D.H. Lawrence, vol. 2, eds. George J. Zytaruk and James T. Boulton (1981).)
What a pathetic creature is man! His senses are awakened by the hope for the very thing whose consummation puts him to sleep.
(Franz Grillparzer (1791-1872), Austrian author. Phaon, in Sappho, act 2, sc. 1 (1819).)