To read a paper book is another experience: you can do it on a ship, on the branch of a tree, on your bed, even if there is a blackout.
The night before the Nobel announcement every year, I’ve gone to bed feeling quite anxious. I was optimistic, and also I knew it might never happen.
I love getting out of bed for competition.
When I was a kid, my father would read Neil Simon plays with me, when I was going to bed, as bedtime stories.
I have cotton or flannel sheets, depending on the weather. They have to be ironed, and I get my bed changed nearly every day.
I always keep myself busy. I’m writing. Or I’m creating something. Or I’m doing stuff with the kids. I’m up incredibly early in the morning; I go to bed incredibly late at night.
When I was a kid, I used to imagine animals running under my bed. I told my dad, and he solved the problem quickly. He cut the legs off the bed.
Anne Boleyn isn’t a sympathetic character, but I like that she isn’t a people pleaser. She’s ambitious and manipulative, but she’s honest. I’m biased, but I don’t think a woman who has said ‘no’ to the King of England for six years would jump into bed with four of his best friends. She was a slick political mind.
I always think I should try to get to bed early, but then I can’t stop myself from watching telly and fiddling around on the net.
I had paralyzing fear as a kid. I couldn’t watch horror movies, nothing. The funny thing is I got so sick of being afraid that I started doing it deliberately and instead of being afraid in my bed I would sit up on my bed and say, ‘ok, come on, show yourself, do it.’
I want to wake up next to what I went to bed with. I need a girl who can get dressed up to come with me to things, but also one who isn’t afraid to get her fingernails dirty or chip her nail polish.
Nobody’s life is a bed of roses. We all have crosses to bear, and we all just do our best. I would never claim to have the worst situation. There are many widows, and many people dying of AIDS, many people killed in Lebanon, people starving all over the planet. So we have to count our lucky stars.
I never liked sleeping in the dark. I have, like, twinkle stars around my bed, so it’s not so bad.
The first fall of snow is not only an event, it is a magical event. You go to bed in one kind of a world and wake up in another quite different, and if this is not enchantment then where is it to be found?
Now I believe that lovers should be draped in flowers and laid entwined together on a bed of clover and left there to sleep, left there to dream of their happiness.
You want to come home to a nice firm bed with the corners tucked in so you start over, like each night is like a new night.
You know, my friends, with what a brave carouse I made a Second Marriage in my house; favored old barren reason from my bed, and took the daughter of the vine to spouse.
I was a bed wetter till very late. My mom used to hang my sheets out the window to dry, and I’d have to run home from school in order to beat the other kids to my house so they wouldn’t see them.
Every day is like Halloween or Christmas eve for me. I go to bed, and I’m so excited to get back to work. I’m very lucky that I have a career like that ’cause not many people do.
I’m a workaholic. I would not pretend to be anything else. I rarely go to bed before one o’clock in the morning. I might kind of have a spa between half-past twelve and one and relax, and that’s when I do my thinking, or my non-thinking. That’s when I have a bit of space for myself.
I now resolved to go to bed early, with a firm purpose of also rising early the next day to revisit this charming walk; for I thought to myself, I have now seen this temple of the modern world imperfectly; I have seen it only by moonlight.
If my daughter has a bad dream and wants to get into my bed, I’m a sucker for her sweet face and warm body next to mine, so I let her jump in. I should tell her to go to bed, but secretly I love it.
When you’re in nature, when you’re going to bed when the sun goes down and getting up when the sun rises, and you get into that rhythm, your body just really responds positively to it.
I remember the first time Bill Fichtner and I had a scene together. I’ve seen him in a few movies, from ‘Armageddon’ to ‘The Perfect Storm’ and ‘Contact,’ and suddenly he’s on a bunk bed and I’m on a bunk bed and we’re doing this scene together. That was a real ‘pinch me’ moment.
The drive behind what I do is really to make sure that people don’t go to bed hungry. It’s not just that I have a love of diversity, it’s the importance of the uses of that diversity.
With the kids around, this is a different world to me. I spend a lot of time with them till they go to their playschool. I wake up early, have breakfast with them. I come back from work and am with them again till they go to bed by 10 P.M. Touch wood, this is what I wanted always.
I can put all the idols on my bed and sleep, I’m so fond of them.
You know, my friends, with what a brave carouse I made a Second Marriage in my house; favored old barren reason from my bed, and took the daughter of the vine to spouse.
It’s not fun to get out of bed early in the morning. When the alarm goes off, it doesn’t sing you a song: it hits you in the head with a baseball bat. So how do you respond to that? Do you crawl underneath your covers and hide? Or do you get up, get aggressive, and attack the day?
My dream was to become a ballet dancer, but after a year in bed with rheumatic fever at 13, I had grown too tall, and had no muscle tone left. I tried a ballet class and couldn’t even do a plie without falling over. It was my first death.
I am not young but I feel young. The day I feel old, I will go to bed and stay there. J’aime la vie! I feel that to live is a wonderful thing.
Bob Dole. He’s like the neighbors’ Labrador retriever your dad used to curse for all that barking, all that darn digging in your mom’s tulip bed, and now look, you live next door to a godforsaken pack of teeth-baring rabid Pomeranians, and, good golly, Bob Dole!
I can remember being home from school with tonsillitis and writing stories in bed to pass the time.
The work is with me when I wake up in the morning; it is with me while I eat my breakfast in bed and run through the newspaper, while I shave and bathe and dress.
I’m out of bed before the alarm goes off.
It was character that got us out of bed, commitment that moved us into action, and discipline that enabled us to follow through.
And I love the idea of spending the whole day in bed with my lover.
For me, it’s about moderation and discipline, and that’s something I picked up from my dad. I don’t believe in rigorous workouts but believe in eating right, going to bed early, and getting a proper workout.
I carried my Oscar to bed with me. My first and only three-way happened that night.
I like to have a massage therapist come to my house, get a massage, take a bath, go to bed. That’s a perfect night alone for me.
When I was 5 years old, my mother read me ‘Gone With The Wind’ at night, before I went to bed. I remember her reading almost all year.
You must bring great resolve to your work. It’s not all a bed of roses.
My own experience is that a certain kind of genius among students is best brought out in bed.
Sleephackers go to bed with sensors on their wrists and foreheads and maintain detailed electronic sleep diaries, which they often share online. To shift between sleep phases, sleephackers experiment with various diets, room and body temperatures, and kinds of pre-sleep physical exercise.
You can’t force your child to go to bed. Well, you can, but it doesn’t work.
My daily beauty regimen consists of washing my face before bed and putting on moisturizer.
Early to rise and early to bed makes a man healthy, wealthy, and dead.
Every woman should have four pets in her life. A mink in her closet, a jaguar in her garage, a tiger in her bed, and a jackass who pays for everything.
We all have a great time. And then I go to bed, get up and do it all over again. I like my life.
I am very grateful to God everyday that my eyes flutter open and I can jump out of that bed!
I give unto my wife my second best bed with the furniture.
What I did, you know, being away from my family, letting so many people down. I let myself down, not being out on the football field, being in a prison bed, in a prison bunk, writing letters home, you know. That wasn’t my life.
We don’t put gender roles on our marriage and our relationship. If I’m working a lot and Cory’s home, he will put Cree to bed, and if dishes need to be washed, he will wash them. So it’s not like, ‘Oh, I’m going to wait until my wife gets home, and she’s going to be doing all that.’
You know, you become crazy. I had done a story for ’60 Minutes’ on depression previously, but I had no idea that I was now experiencing it. Finally, I collapsed and just went to bed.
Remember how you used to be able to feel your bed breathing and the walls spinning when you were a kid?
Fairy tales read before bed tend to make me dream. They’re all quite violent stories, as are my dreams.
We’re not co-sleeping. I’m all for what people want to do in their home, but I need my bed. I’m a terrible sleeper… I toss and turn and flip, and it would just be a disaster if there were a baby there. And I think it’s important for a kid to have their own space.
