Edie Brickell Quotes

Know what the best thing about insomnia is? That I get to stay up all night figuring it out.

I never slept when I lost. I'd see the sun come up without ever having closed my eyes. I'd see those base hits over and over and they would drive me crazy.

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

There's nothing I hate more than nothing.

At times we feel wounded, hurt, disappointed, disgusted, resentful, sick of it all. At other times we feel skeptical, outraged, robbed, beaten. We chafe, hate, overlook. Then again we feel like ignoring, defying and fighting for every right that belongs to us as human beings.

The neurotic lies awake at night, composing letters to those he hates. He seldom thinks of dropping a line to those he loves.

I have sat here at my desk, day after day, night after night, a blank sheet of paper before me, unable to lift my pen, trembling and weeping too.

Every fear, every night terror, every hour I cried for Liev, every fight with Sebastian is registered as a neat white scar.

Night is torment. That is why people go to sleep. To avoid clear sight and torment.

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

I feel sorry for players who are always lying awake at night, brooding over their games.

I was slumped next to him. He didn't pay any attention to me, but kept snickering as he drove. It was annoying. I had PMS and a test this morning. Boy, had he picked the wrong girl.

I'm scared of him," said Piggy, "and that's why I know him. If you're scared of someone you hate him but you can't stop thinking about him. You kid yourself he's all right really, an' then when you see him again; it's like asthma an' you can't breathe.

I find waiting unbearable because it makes me passive and negates me. I hate being nothing.

I feel so alone sometimes. The night is quiet for me. I'd love to be able to sleep. I'll probably not rest. I have no need for all this. Help me, Lord.

Mental wounds not healing, who and what's to blame. I'm going off the rails on a crazy train.

Insomniacs know better than anyone how it would be to haunt a house.

An Irishman can be worried by the consciousness that there is nothing to worry about.

For years my life alternated between depression and acute anxiety. One night I woke up in a state of dread and intense fear, more intense than I had ever experienced before. Life seemed meaningless, barren, hostile. It became so unbearable that suddenly the thought came into my mind, I cannot live with myself any longer.

I'm alright, nobody worry about me. Why you gotta gimme a fight? Can't you just let it be.

Just wonderin', waitin', worryin' about some silly little things, that just don't add up to nothin'.

Sleep is like a cat: It only comes to you if you ignore it.

We wake in the night, to stereophonic silence.

Sir, in my heart there was a kind of fighting That would not let me sleep.