Words matter. These are the best Beds Quotes from famous people such as Rose George, George Orwell, Tom Hodgkinson, Francis Quarles, Isabella Bird, and they’re great for sharing with your friends.
Half of the hospital beds in sub-Saharan Africa are filled with people suffering from what are generally known as water-related diseases.
People sleep peaceably in their beds at night only because rough men stand ready to do violence on their behalf.
I could happily lean on a gate all the livelong day, chatting to passers-by about the wind and the rain. I do a lot of gate-leaning while I am supposed to be gardening; instead of hoeing, I lean on the gate, stare at the vegetable beds and ponder.
And he repents in thorns that sleeps in beds of roses.
Bugs are a great pest in Colorado. They come out of the earth, infest the wooden walls, and cannot be got rid of by any amount of cleanliness. Many careful housewives take their beds to pieces every week and put carbolic acid on them.
Northwest Ohio is flat. There isn’t much up. The land is so flat that a child from Toledo is under the impression that the direction hills go is down. Sledding is done down from street level into creek beds and road cuts.
The prime feature in Cornish geology is the upheaval of the granite, distorting, folding back, and altering the superincumbent beds.
I have never slept in a bed with anybody. Even when I was married we slept in separate beds.
Around 4000BC, the Mesolithic, hunter-gatherer way of life here gave way to a more settled, farming existence. Those Neolithic people built wooden trackways across the salt marshes and reed beds.
And he repents in thorns that sleeps in beds of roses.
I can wash utensils, chop vegetables and can fold beds. I don’t think I can do anything beyond it. In fact, cleaning toilet pots is my biggest nightmare.
Soldiers are dreamers; when the guns begin they think of firelit homes, clean beds, and wives.
Half of the hospital beds in sub-Saharan Africa are filled with people suffering from what are generally known as water-related diseases.
The sight of people sleeping on the streets hits us hardest around Christmas and New Year. We see them camped out alone on the freezing concrete, and we think, with a rush of guilt, about heading home to our families and our soft beds.
I grew up on the south side of Chicago, most of that time on welfare. My mother and sister and I used to live with my grandparents and various cousins. We shared a two-bedroom tenement, and the three of us slept in one of those bedrooms and had a set of bunk beds.
I wrote ‘Airborn’ after completing three books about bats. I loved my bats, but what a treat it was to write about humans again. They could eat food other than midges and mosquitoes, they wore clothing, they slept in beds – all this struck me as wonderfully novel.
The trip I made to Angola to study the prehistoric contents of the gravel beds as a means of deciding the age of the deposits and their economic potential was the first time prehistory had ever been used for such a purpose.
I do think that people have moments of realisation in real life – even if it’s on their death beds – when they suddenly think, ‘Jesus – what did I do?’
In the morning he was lying dead on one of the beds fully clothed. He was dead. I got the impression he wanted to go, and I must have killed him. I can’t remember strangling him. I just sat there shocked.
We are being entertained all the time – in the bathroom, on the train, in our beds. Sure, there is a smaller audience for theater. But we know from radio that entertainment never goes away, it just changes. And more power to it.
We sleep safe in our beds because rough men stand ready in the night to visit violence on those who would do us harm.
There are two things that I hate: getting up at 6 in the morning and making my bed. I’m as neat as a pin, but I will not make beds. Period. I don’t care if I get into them and they’re messy. I just don’t care.
It’s easy to forget how little strategic thinking ever gets done in the day. Judging by the ideas generated there, our beds have more of a right to be called our offices than our offices.
There is an urgent need for regeneration of fisheries and fostering a sustainable fisheries programme. What I mean is, designing new fishing vessels and nets so that they do not disrupt the fish lifecycle by catching young ones and also do not destroy sea grass beds, which serve as habitats for dugongs.
God did not intend the human family to be wafted to heaven on flowery beds of ease.
With the casino and the beds, our passengers will have at least two ways to get lucky on one of our flights.
Everything from the little house was in the wagon, except the beds and tables and chairs. They did not need to take these, because Pa could always make new ones.
In the morning he was lying dead on one of the beds fully clothed. He was dead. I got the impression he wanted to go, and I must have killed him. I can’t remember strangling him. I just sat there shocked.
I want so much for my lover. At night when our beds are drawn close together I waken and see his dear yellow head on the pillow – sometimes his arm thrown over on my bed – and I kiss his hand, very softly so that it will not waken him.
The Bahamas has mangrove nurseries, coral reefs, shallow sea grass beds, and deep oceanic trenches – all perfect ecosystems for sharks. Photographing multiple shark species in exquisite water was the assignment I had dreamed about from the start.
I have never slept in a bed with anybody. Even when I was married we slept in separate beds.
The worst hotels are any with a bad bed. I stayed in a hotel where they left cards telling me my enjoyment was of paramount importance. I should have written, ‘Nice rooms, crap beds.’
In the U.S., hospitals are rewarded for keeping hospital beds full. That’s the market at work. The question is: should we work for the market, or should the market work for us?
We are accustomed in England to chalk in rolling downs, except where bitten into by the sea, but elsewhere it is riven and presents cliffs, and these cliffs are not at all like that of Shakespeare at Dover but overhang, where hard beds alternate with others that are friable.
My bed is actually two king beds put together.
I hate housework! You make the beds, you do the dishes and six months later you have to start all over again.
The trip I made to Angola to study the prehistoric contents of the gravel beds as a means of deciding the age of the deposits and their economic potential was the first time prehistory had ever been used for such a purpose.
I spent a lot of time alone when I was a kid, I climbed trees, hopped creek beds, read, watched movies, I’d make stories, make films.
I lived in a homeless shelter. That’s what I mean when I say I’ve been in situations where people need help. I don’t remember my exact age, but I remember there were two bunk beds and five of us in there: me, my three sisters and my mum.
Oh, my goodness, I am obsessed with Costco! We do runs at least twice a week. I love the salmon and rotisserie chicken, the dog beds.
You can make sure your kids make their beds and hang up their clothes and put their dishes in the dishwasher when you’re the one calling the shots. So, parenting alone, for me anyway, I think is almost easier, being single.
I blame my mother for my poor sex life. All she told me was ‘the man goes on top and the woman underneath.’ For three years my husband and I slept in bunk beds.
Hospitals are often grim places: being stuck on a ward is excruciatingly boring, especially when you’re too ill to follow the plot of a book, and struggling to sleep through the guttural cries of people writhing in agony in adjacent beds.
We’re introducing separate rooms with double beds in all of our planes so people can actually go with their partner and have a proper night’s sleep.
Japan even has beds that hold me.
People with water-borne diseases occupy more than 50% of hospital beds across the world. Does the answer lie in building more hospitals? Really, what is needed is to give them clean water.
I might have missed my calling as an editor. In the spring, the sight of my empty garden beds gives me the horticultural equivalent of writers’ block: So much space! So many plants to choose among, and yet none of them seem quite right!
Oh, my goodness, I am obsessed with Costco! We do runs at least twice a week. I love the salmon and rotisserie chicken, the dog beds.
Americans are not used to being bombed in their beds, but if you come from anywhere outside America, it’s not highly unusual.
We will admit that, out of the mud or sand which is found on the seashore or the beds of our rivers, at low water, shellfish or testaceous animals come forth, but it does not from thence by any means follow that they are produced without any regular course of generation.
Americans are not used to being bombed in their beds, but if you come from anywhere outside America, it’s not highly unusual.
Bottom trawling is a ghastly process that brings untold damage to sea beds that support ocean life. It’s akin to using a bulldozer to catch a butterfly, destroying a whole ecosystem for the sake of a few pounds of protein. We wouldn’t do this on land, so why do it in the oceans?
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