Quotes about bed

"The cool kindliness of sheets, that soon smooth away trouble; and the rough male kiss of blankets."

Brooke, Rupert on bed   

"The bed is now as public as the dinner table and governed by the same rules of formal confrontation."

Carter, Angela on bed   

"The happiest part of a man's life is what he passes lying awake in bed in the morning."

Johnson, Samuel on bed   

"I have thought of a pulley to raise me gradually; but that would give me pain, as it would counteract my natural inclination. I would have something that can dissipate the inertia and give elasticity to the muscles. We can heat the body, we can cool it; we can give it tension or relaxation; and surely it is possible to bring it into a state in which rising from bed will not be a pain."

Johnson, Samuel on bed   

"Sleeping in a bed -- it is, apparently, of immense importance. Against those who sleep, from choice or necessity, elsewhere society feels righteously hostile. It is not done. It is disorderly, anarchical."

Macaulay, Rose on bed   

"How it is I know not; but there is no place like a bed for confidential disclosures between friends. Man and wife, they say, there open the very bottom of their souls to each other; and some old couples often lie and chat over old times till nearly morning. Thus, then, in our hearts honeymoon, lay I and Queequeg -- a cozy, loving pair."

Melville, Herman on bed   

"It is comforting when one has a sorrow to lie in the warmth of one's bed and there, abandoning all effort and all resistance, to bury even one's head under the cover, giving one's self up to it completely, moaning like branches in the autumn wind. But there is still a better bed, full of divine odors. It is our sweet, our profound, our impenetrable friendship."

Proust, Marcel on bed   

"Bed is the poor man's opera."

Proverb, Italian on bed   

"What angel wakes me from my flowery bed?"

Shakespeare, William on bed   

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"For I've been born and I've been wed -- all of man's peril comes of bed."

Webb, C. H. on bed   

"Love is a symbol of eternity. It wipes out all sense of time, destroying all memory of a beginning and all fear of an end."

Unknown on bed