Marcel Proust Quotes

If he can't sleep, how will he ever dream?

For sleep, one needs endless depths of blackness to sink into; daylight is too shallow, it will not cover one.

Sleep is no longer a healing bath, a recuperation of vital forces, but an oblivion, a nightly brush with annihilation.

When I sleep I sleep and do not dream because it is as well that I am what I seem when I am in my bed and dream.

A little insomnia is not without its value in making us appreciate sleep, in throwing a ray of light upon that darkness.

I've always thought sleep was a wonderful invention. Not that being awake isn't nice too, of course. But when I get up in the morning, I think, boy, only fourteen more hours and I can be back to sleep again ... And I never dream, because it distracts my mind from pure sleeping.

Nobody knows what either sleep or waking consciousness is, even though these two have long been seen as the two sides of being: part of life's unvarying diurnal rhythm.

Sleeping is not something I do a lot of.

I like to sleep a lot. I mean I really like to sleep.

I love my sleep.

Sleep is probably my favorite activity. I wrote this piece out of gratitude that I'm able to sleep well as an offering to people who don't.

Dreams should be forgotten when we wake. Or one day we will find ourselves unable to sleep.

Sometimes my dreams are so deep that I dream that I'm dreaming.

Don't blame you," said Marvin and counted five hundred and ninety-seven thousand million sheep before falling asleep again a second later.

You lack the season of all natures, sleep.

I can go round the clock without sleep.

People who are contented and serene sleep well. They fall asleep easily, stay asleep, and wake refreshed. Conversely, people who are anxious, stressed, or depressed do not sleep well, and chronic insomnia is strongly associated with mood disorders. These are clear correlations, but what is cause and what is effect is not clear. Most experts agree that sleep and mood are closely related, that healthy sleep can enhance emotional well-being, while insufficient quantity or quality of sleep can adversely affect it.

Sleep demands of us a guilty immunity.

If there were nothing but thought in you, you wouldn't even know you are thinking. You would be like a dreamer who doesn't know he is dreaming. When you know you are dreaming, you are awake within the dream.

For often, when one is asleep, there is something in consciousness which declares that what then presents itself is but a dream.

Sleep is your friend. Dreams are your unwelcome guests.

Sleep: the stepchild of Death.

I never sleep for more than five hours, hardly ever.

Tired nature's sweet restorer, balmy sleep! He, like the world, his ready visit pays Where fortune smiles; the wretched he forsakes.

When you force sleep, it doesn't happen.