I miss ‘EastEnders.’ I loved it. But I was exhausted when I left. They asked me to go back recently – they’ve asked a few times. I am tempted! But my husband Scott says you have to really think about it. Because, towards the end, I was so exhausted and not sleeping at night. I’m not quite ready for it.
You can’t keep your mind on fighting when you’re thinking about a woman. You can’t keep your concentration. You feel like sleeping all the time.
So how do you make it as a mainstream entertainer? Who knows? But I think you have to be uncomfortable, right? You have to make yourself uncomfortable. All success stories depend on that. That’s why I might start sleeping on hardwood floors and taking cold showers.
I knew kids whose first car was one of those exclusive Range Rovers, where only two of that model would be made in the world. I would visit my friends’ houses, and they’d be as big as this whole gym. And then I’d go home, and me and Justin would be sleeping together. On a pull-out couch.
I learned a lot from Ana Ortiz, who plays my sister in ‘Sleeping with the Fishes’.
After a hundred years the son of the King then reigning, who was of another family from that of the sleeping Princess, was a-hunting on that side of the country, and he asked what those towers were which he saw in the middle of a great thick wood.
Migration is as natural as breathing, as eating, as sleeping. It is part of life, part of nature. So we have to find a way of establishing a proper kind of scenario for modern migration to exist. And when I say ‘we,’ I mean the world. We need to find ways of making that migration not forced.
There’s something really great and romantic about being poor and sleeping on couches.
C-17s should be ready to go at various military bases around the world packed with water, food, medical supplies, sleeping bags and tents, all prepared to be air dropped in alongside soldiers and doctors to begin relief efforts.
I would be a terrible person to be in a relationship with because I’m either sleeping or at the theater.
Me and my sisters never saw race as a limitation on what we wanted to achieve… One thing we were doing were sleeping on racism.
I spent many a summer early morning with the radio very low, half sleeping and half listening.
I am too insecure to crash early. I feel life will pass me by while I’m sleeping.
I see this rise in rough sleeping and homelessness – in one of the wealthiest cities in the world – as a growing source of shame. And as Londoners, as a city, and as a country, I believe we have a moral duty to tackle it head-on.
From reading too much, and sleeping too little, his brain dried up on him and he lost his judgment.
In the U.S., they just want to know who you’re sleeping with.
I would like to make sleeping my new hobby, except that I’m too tired, really, to have a hobby. But a girl can always dream.
Well, we’ve made some changes on this tour. We’re no longer sleeping in the parking lots and swimming in the fountains. We’ve been staying in hotels most of the way, though I will say some hotels have declined to take us because we’re just having too much fun.
I like to think that Harry Cohn is having a somewhat difficult time sleeping in his grave thinking of a chick with a white shag rug taking over his space.
Sleeping is forbidden at the age of 22. It’s all work and no play.
One of the more difficult things is the time. Either you are going 100 miles an hour, or you are sleeping. There is nothing in between.
I’m a hopeless romantic. It’s disgusting. It really is. I’ve seen ‘While You Were Sleeping’, like, twenty times, and I still believe in the whole Prince Charming thing.
The best time of being a Marine was Afghanistan. There will never be a time when I’m sleeping in the dirt and I haven’t showered in four months and I’m with 50 of the people that I’ll be the closest with ever.
I would have gone to law school, or gotten a psychology degree. I wasn’t interested in sleeping on a futon forever. And what happened is I walked into auditions, and I had nothing to lose, because I had a backup plan.
I never thought of stopping, and I just hated sleeping. I can’t imagine having a better life.
The kinds of people you meet on political campaigns are some of the best human beings. They’re survivors, and they’re spunky, and they have personalities, and they spend months sleeping on couches and living on, whatever, pizza and coffee and bad beer.
I went dead broke – twice! – trying to get Gas Monkey up and going. And when I say broke, I mean sleeping on my sister’s couch and can’t pay-the-rent type broke.
I have a deep conviction that our lives are eternal, that it is waking and sleeping, that we are born together with the people we love lifetime after lifetime.
I absolutely loathe sleeping in a tent, regardless of the weather.
Once I have a book in my head, I write progressive drafts fast and obsessively and have trouble sleeping.
I get a lot done considering I spend half my day sleeping.
Doing something like ‘Damages,’ I played a character with post-traumatic stress. I was playing with sleep deprivation. I was not sleeping; I stayed up for three days at a time, drinking Red Bull. I would get shaky and tired and hyper.
There’s nothing worse than sleeping in makeup. You wake up looking like a painting that’s been left out in a rainstorm.
I’ve found myself at one in the morning just sitting at my desk spending an hour returning emails from the day until like two in the morning. It’s ridiculous, I should be sleeping, or dreaming, or reading a novel.
We shall not be happy unless we live like good animals, unless we enjoy the exercise of the ordinary functions of life: eating, sleeping, loving, walking, running, swimming, riding, sailing.
When I was a boy, I read a terrible article in a big weekly American magazine called the ‘Saturday Evening Post.’ In the middle of this family magazine on my parent’s coffee table was an article about this family that was camping, and they were all mauled by a grizzly bear in their sleeping bags.
The only thing that I’m obsessed with is sleeping, and actually, it is more than an obsession, it is a pleasure.
Greenpoint was where I had my first apartment on my own without roommates or sleeping on someone’s couch. It was a really important time for me.
I had done a fair bit of traveling during the holidays in my school days with my guitar and discovered that I could live on it. Admittedly, I traveled with a sleeping bag but I could always find somewhere to lay my head.
I never liked sleeping; I always think I am missing something.
For me, breastfeeding was even more painful than giving birth. And despite a lactation consultant, I felt incompetent. I forged on, barely sleeping, always either breastfeeding or pumping and never getting the hang of it.
I suck at sleeping.
I’ve spent a lot of time being bohemian and sleeping on floors, but eventually I want to have kids and I want to bring them up in a secure environment.
I have never taken any exercise, except sleeping and resting, and I never intend to take any.
I would not advise people to buy a car or house without making a list. You will probably improve your intuitions by making a list and then sleeping on it.
We sleep very well in space. We have a sleeping bag each, and when you get into it, you float in the sleeping bag.
I was told before my first trip that no city in the world offered the dreams you could have sleeping in Havana. But nobody warned me that Havana also always feels like an exhausting nightmare that never quite fulfills the promise of what it’s threatening you with.
As a girl, you’re supposed to love Sleeping Beauty. I mean, who wants to love Sleeping Beauty when you can be Aladdin?
I let football drive me crazy. If we lost, I would shut myself away for two or three days, not sleeping, torturing myself about what I did.
I knew where people were sleeping in the hallways, you know, instead of doing their job. I knew what systems weren’t working.
The temptation to take the easy road is always there. It is as easy as staying in bed in the morning and sleeping in. But discipline is paramount to ultimate success and victory for any leader and any team.
I wanted to be a writer, but at the time, I spent my days working a retail job, my nights sleeping in my childhood bedroom, and while I had written short stories here and there, I didn’t know how to write good fiction anymore than I knew how to perform good brain surgery.
I’ve just been eating, sleeping basketball.
Sleeping together is a euphemism for people, but tantamount to marriage with cats.
Sometimes I might be sleepy, and sometimes I’ve literally been sleeping backstage, woken up, gone straight on stage or gone crazy. It’s not like I psyche myself; I don’t do any of that.
My favorite part of any playdate comes later when I get to carry my exhausted and sleeping daughter to the car. Is there anything more trusting than a sleeping child completely and utterly leaning into your body?
And where I excel is ridiculous, sickening, work ethic. You know, while the other guy’s sleeping? I’m working.
I make it a rule never to smoke while I’m sleeping.
In Africa, you can make three acres sustainable relatively easily, but 50,000 acres? It’s not about picking up towels or sleeping in a tent.
