Quotes
Quotes about Waking
How at heaven's gates she claps her wings,
The morne not waking til she sings.
Hung over her enamour'd, and beheld
Beauty, which, whether waking or asleep,
Shot forth peculiar graces.
Such sober certainty of waking bliss.
Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking,
Morn of toil nor night of waking.
The question was put to him, what hope is; and his answer was, "The dream of a waking man."
You cannot separate ... your dreams from your waking. If you would indulge the one you must suffer the other
Her scream seemed to be a waking not a dream one. It woke me as if it were in my bed
I had never yet had a bad dream when sleeping in Rome, perhaps because all the badness of life there was reserved to the waking time. Here was the sewer of history, and it was an open sewer
The Hare and the Tortoise A hare one day ridiculed the short feet and slow pace of the Tortoise, who replied, laughing: Though you be swift as the wind, I will beat you in a race. The Hare, believing her assertion to be simply impossible, assented to the proposal; and they agreed that the Fox should choose the course and fix the goal. On the day appointed for the race the two started together. The Tortoise never for a moment stopped, but went on with a slow but steady pace straight to the end of the course. The Hare, lying down by the wayside, fell fast asleep. At last waking up, and moving as fast as he could, he saw the Tortoise had reached the goal, and was comfortably dozing after her fatigue. Slow but steady wins the race.
The Widow and Her Little Maidens A widow who was fond of cleaning had two little maidens to wait on her. She was in the habit of waking them early in the morning, at cockcrow. The maidens, aggravated by such excessive labor, resolved to kill the cock who roused their mistress so early. When they had done this, they found that they had only prepared for themselves greater troubles, for their mistress, no longer hearing the hour from the cock, woke them up to their work in the middle of the night.
Sweet is the infant's waking smile, And sweet the old man's rest-- But middle age by no fond wile, No soothing calm is blest.
Holy Saturday Commemoration of George Augustus Selwyn, first Bishop of New Zealand, 1878 Sing, men and angels, sing, for God our Life and King Has given us light and spring and morning breaking Now may man's soul arise as kinsman to the skies, And God unseals his eyes to an awaking. Sing, creatures, sing; the dust that lives by lure and lust Is kindled by the thrust of life undying; This hope our Master bare has made all fortunes fair, And man can on and dare, his death defying. After the winter snows a wind of healing blows, And thorns put forth a rose, and lilies cheer us; Life's everlasting spring has robbed death of his sting, Henceforth a cry can bring our Master near us.
Death is one of the few things that can be done as easily lying down. The difference between sex and death is that with death you can do it alone and no one is going to make fun of you. â¢Woody Allen At the end of the game the king and the pawn go back in the same box. â¢Italian Proverb Life is a great surprise. I don't see why death should not be an even greater one. â¢Vladimir Nabokov Dear World, I am leaving because I am bored. I feel I have lived long enough. I am leaving you with your worries in this sweet cesspool. Good luck. â¢George Sanders, his suicide note There is no cure for birth and death save to enjoy the interval. â¢Santayana Life does not cease to be funny when people die any more than it ceases to be serious when people laugh. â¢George Bernard Shaw Do not go gentle into that good night. Old age should burn and rave at close of day. Rage, rage against the dying of the light. â¢Dylan Thomas To live is to dream and to die is to awaken. â¢Anonymous We sometimes congratulate ourselves at the moment of waking from a troubled dream; it may be so at the moment after death. â¢Nathaniel Hawthorne All changes, even the most longed for, have their melancholy; for what we leave behind us is a part of ourselves; we must die to one life before we can enter another. â¢Anatole France We are bound to our bodies like an oyster is to its shell. â¢Plato Dying is like getting out of a car. You leave a shell behind, but you're the same person as ever. â¢President Klein The mark of your ignorance is the depth of your belief in injustice and tragedy . What the caterpillar calls the end of the world, the master calls a butterfly. â¢Richard Bach If there is a sin against life, it consists perhaps not so much in despairing of life as in hoping for another life and in eluding the implacable grandeur of this life. â¢Albert Camus We do not know what to do with this short life, yet we yearn for another that will be eternal. â¢Anatole France I'm the one who has to die when it's time for me to die, so let me live my life, the way I want to. â¢Jimi Hendrix The real malady is fear of life, not of death.
Dreaming is an act of pure imagination, attesting in all men a creative power, which, if it were available in waking, would make every man a Dante or Shakespeare.
And dreams in their development have breath, And tears, and tortures, and the touch of joy; They have a weight upon our waking thoughts, They take a weight from off our waking toils, They do divide our being.
That which the dream shows is the shadow of such wisdom as exists in man, even if during his waking state he may know nothing about it... We do not know it because we are fooling away our time with outward and perishing things, and are asleep in regard to that which is real within ourselves.
Dreaming is an act of pure imagination, attesting in all men a creative power, which if it were available in waking, would make every man a Dante or Shakespeare.
That which the dream shows is the shadow of such wisdom as exists in man, even if during his waking state he may know nothing about it... We do not know it because we are fooling away our time with outward and perishing things, and are asleep in regard to that which is real within ourself.
Violent can be sound and light in waking us from sleep of night. Gently comes the dawn's twilight Each step taken oh so slight.
There are two types of people in this world, good and bad. The good sleep better, but the bad seem to enjoy the waking hours much more.
For the hopes of men have been justly called waking dreams.
Hope is a waking dream.
Hope is a waking dream. -Aristotle.
None but the lark so shrill and clear; Now at heaven's gate she claps her wings, The morn not waking till she sings.
Adieu! adieu! thy plaintive anthem fades Past the near meadows, over the still stream, Up the hill-side; and now 'tis buried deep In the next valley-glades: Was it a vision, or a waking dream? Fled is that music:--do I wake or sleep?
