The man who says his evening prayer is a captain posting his sentinels. He can sleep.
(Charles Baudelaire (1821-1867), French poet. My Heart Laid Bare, sect. 116 (written c. 1865), published in Intimate Journals (1887), trans. by Christopher Isherwood (1930), revised by Don Bachardy (1989).)
Railroad iron is a magician's rod, in its power to evoke the sleeping energies of land and water.
(Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803-1882), U.S. essayist, poet, philosopher. Speech, February 7, 1844, the Mercantile Library Association, Boston, Massachusetts. "The Young American," Nature, Addresses, and Lectures (1849).)
People who wish to numb our caution in dealing with them by means of flattery are employing a dangerous expedient, like a sleeping draught, which, if it does not put us to sleep, keeps us all the more awake.
(Friedrich Nietzsche (1844-1900), German philosopher, classical scholar, critic of culture. Friedrich Nietzsche, Sämtliche Werke: Kritische Studienausgabe, vol. 2, p. 244, eds. Giorgio Colli and Mazzino Montinari, Berlin, de Gruyter (1980). Human, All-Too-Human, "Man in Society," aphorism 318, "Flattery," (1878).)