You know you're in love when you can't fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams.

So I've started wearing sweatpants to bed because I really don't need Santa seeing me in my underwear.

I miss you, I miss you at night, I can’t sleep without you anymore, I’m scared. Meet me in heaven.

Thy best of rest is sleep,And that thou oft provok'st; yet grossly fear'stThy death, which is no more.

It's just I'd rather sleep through the days so I'll be awake for the nights, when the boys are out.

You can’t be the best all the time. But that’s what clones are for—to be you while you sleep.

There are vampires. They are real, they are of our time, and they are here, close by, stalking us as we sleep...

What silence rules the ghostly hoursThat guard the close of human sleep!(“The Testimony of the Suns”)

You’re disoriented. You just woke up. You’re in the future. You’ve been asleep for eight hours.

…she was so exhausted and tired, so overwhelmed, that she needed a Red Bull, to calm down and fall asleep.

I had a dream about you last night.. You were playing with chicken livers and told me everyone was in quarantine.

Sunday nights I get about two inches of sleep. But I make do, because that’s all the erection I can muster.

I watch you while you sleep. Is that love? It would be, if I put down my binoculars, and you picked up your phone.

I love having a ceiling fan, although sometimes I wish he wouldn't cheer so loud when I'm trying to sleep.

I don't know why it should be, I am sure; but the sight of another man asleep in bed when I am up, maddens me.