Goran Ivanisevic Quotes

I am awake a lot of nights.

I have trouble sleeping, at the end of the night. There's a lot of stimulus and my brain is processing a lot of different arcs and personalities. I'm always processing things, so I don't sleep.

I've never been able to sleep very much, even when I was a kid. I used to hate being forced to lay in bed in the darkness, and just shifting in bed and staring at the shadows.

I can't sleep. There is a woman stuck between my eyelids. I would tell her to get out if I could. But there is a woman stuck in my throat

Well does he sleep who knows not that his sleep has been broken.

I can't sleep very well at night. It takes me a while to get to sleep. I could just be nocturnal. I have my nighttime witching hour where I hang out, listen to records or watch TV.

I’m not going to bed after all. Somebody around here hath murdered sleep. Good for him.

O polished perturbation! golden care! That keep'st the ports of slumber open wide To many a watchful night.

Not being able to sleep is terrible. You have the misery of having partied all night... Without the satisfaction.

Insomnia is only mind over mattress.

WAKING AT NIGHT The blue river is grey at morning and evening. There is twilight at dawn and dusk. I lie in the dark wondering if this quiet in me now is a beginning or an end.

I am an insomniac.

I am a terrible sleeper.

I am an insomniac. Most of my nights include a moment of wakening. Often I will make my way to the kitchen to make tea and read for awhile.

I don't need an alarm clock to wake up in the morning. Akshay snores so loudly that I'm usually awake the entire night!

O sleep, O gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frightened thee, 1710. That thou no more will weigh my eyelids down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness?

Evelyn was an insomniac so when they say she died in her sleep, you have to question that.

Some nights I sleep like a baby. Other nights it's, Oh God, I just came up with a bomb shot.

Sleep deprivation made his life an imaginary thing, his days a ribbon floating aimlessly in water." - Whelk

He gets into the habit of thinking so passionately at night that he begins to be persecuted by insomnia.

Did you sleep well?" "No, I made a couple of mistakes.

She'd slept terribly the night before. The room, the bed, were both comfortable enough, but she'd been plagued with strange dreams, the sort that lingered upon waking but slithered away from memory as she tried to grasp them. Only the tendrils of discomfort remained.

We've got blue light, we've got all this light flooding our bedrooms and things blinking, and you can't get a decent night's sleep.

I tell myself it's a virtue, my failure to sleep in my own house, or at all. I tell myself that I spend more hours than most people aware that I am alive, and that over a lifetime this adds up to more living, more aliveness. I am more alive than the rest of my family. Which is my greatest night fear. Which is why I hunt. I don't ever want to be more alive than they are.

It was impossible to sleep. Anxiety stopped me from falling asleep; depression woke me up.