Best 1296 quotes in «bed quotes» category

Nicely done, brother," said Gabriel from the bed, blinking sleepy green eyes at Gideon. Gideon threw a scone at him.

Nick, fetch my car, fetch my clothes, sweep the chimney, make my bed, watch my psychopath, fetch my slippers.

Nobody minded what you did in bed or what you said about God, a very civilized attitude in 1948.

No civilized person ever goes to bed the same day he gets up.

No 'Glory shall be your reward' for me. Oh, no, for me, it is, 'Stop whining' and 'Go to bed'.

No. I don't go through your things. I just come once in a while to make sure you're in one piece. I like knowing you're safe, asleep in your bed. I haven't stolen anything.

No man ever repented of being a Christian on his death bed.

No matter how big or soft or warm your bed is, you still have to get out of it.

No matter whose bed you die in the bed will be yours for your voyage onto the surgical andiron of God.

No murmur arose from its bed, and so gently it wandered along, that the pearly pebbles upon which we loved to gaze, far down within its bosom, stirred not at all, but lay in a motionless content, each in its own old station, shining on gloriously forever.

Nora: "How do you feel?" Nick: "Terrible. I must've gone to bed sober.

Nothing exists in this world but me and my bed…” (p. 141).

Nothing one does in bed is immoral if it helps to perpetuate love.

Oh, it's nice to get up in the mornin', But it's nicer to lie in bed.

Of course I'm going to be labeled as a sex symbol. I made my bed, and I'm sleeping in it.

Oh lovers! be careful in those dangerous first days! once you've brought breakfast in bed you'll have to bring it forever, unless you want to be accused of lovelessness and betrayal.

Once I'm already in my room, I still have to open a door to get into my bed. It's like a giant box. It's like the boy in a bubble.

Old April wanes, and her last dewy morn Her death-bed steeps in tears; to hail the May New blooming blossoms neath the sun are born, And all poor April's charms are swept away.

O Love, O great god Love, what have I done, That thou shouldst hunger so after my death? My heart is harmless as my life's first day: Seek out some false fair woman, and plague her Till her tears even as my tears fill her bed.

Once, the parental bed collapsed because all the children sat on it at once.

Old persons are sometimes as unwilling to die as tired-out children are to say good night and go to bed.

Once I went to bed in Orlando and I woke up in Atlanta. I have no idea how that happened.

Once various forms were signed, I was separated from my free will, led down the corridors into a room which was now to be the boundary of my existence, told to surrender my clothes, handed that comic invention, the hospital gown, and sent to bed in broad daylight like a child being stripped of her privileges.

One cannot see callers, answer the telephone, go to luncheons or dinners, visit the dentist or shoemaker, address charitable organizations in or from a bed; therefore a bed, in my experience, is simply bristling with ideas.

One of them is knowing the difference between Morality and Wisdom. Morality is temporary, Wisdom is permanent… Ho ho. Take that one to bed with you tonight.

One doth but break-fast here, another dine; he that lives longest does but suppe; we must all goe to bed in another World.

One should always sleep in all of one's guest beds, to make sure that they are comfortable.

One of the paramount reasons for staying attractive is so you can have somebody to go to bed with.

[On her husband:] The other day he woke up with a headache. I felt sorry for him. I would like to help him but I can't. I told him so many times. When he jumps out of bed - it should be feet first.

One thing I’ve noticed about getting older, it takes twice as much work to get half the results one formerly achieved by falling out of bed.

[On going into politics:] My husband went to bed with Debbie Reynolds and he woke up with Eleanor Roosevelt.

On his Hannibal Lector mask: I've got it at home. I wear it to bed every night.

On Leven's banks, while free to rove, And tune the rural pipe to love, I envied not the happiest swain That ever trod the Arcadian plain. Pure stream! in whose transparent wave My youthful limbs I wont to lave; No torrents stain thy limpid source, No rocks impede thy dimpling course, That sweetly warbles o'er its bed, With white, round, polish'd pebbles spread.

Our beds are empty two-thirds of the time. Our living rooms are empty seven-eighths of the time. Our office buildings are empty one-half of the time. It's time we gave this some thought.

Only the other day I was inquiring of an entire bed of old-fashioned roses, forced to listen to my ramblings on the meaning of the universe as I sat cross-legged in the lotus position in front of them.

On one occasion I shared a bed with about seven other people, but we were all having a party overnight

On the soft bed of luxury many kingdoms have expired.

Others go to bed with their mistresses; I with my ideas.

Organized force alone enables the quiet and the weak to go about their business and to sleep securely in their beds, safe from the violent without or within.

People find gold in fields, veins, river beds, and pockets. Whichever, it takes work to get it out.

People are inexterminable - like flies and bed-bugs. There will always be some that survive in cracks and crevices - that's us.

Peter was not very well during the evening. His mother put him to bed, and made some chamomile tea: "One table-spoonful to be taken at bedtime.

Prohibition is a hard sounding word, worthless as a rallying cry, hard as a locked door or going to bed without your supper.

Physically I'm tired at the end of the day and quite glad to be reading in bed by midnight

Phresine showed him where he could sleep, in an interior room with no windows, a narrow bed, and a washstand. There were chests stacked along one wall, and Costis guessed the dismal spot was probably a closet cleaned out to make room for him. Hard to believe the royal apartments, so lavish elsewhere, would otherwise have such a plain corner. Expecting better of royal closets, Costis went to bed disappointed.

Photo © Michel DelsolIt was only when we were in that bed, high above the world - then I thought the birds could have been circling around our bodies circled around each other - that we made our world totally separated from everything else. It was the only way we could be together.

Previously, on Lock, Stock, I went to bed at two in the morning and woke up at five in the morning, and on this one I was known to nod off on the set occasionally.

Quote: What angel wakes me from my flowery bed?

Radical Islam and US exceptionalism are in bed with each other. They're like lovers, methinks.

Religion is still parasitic in the interstices of our knowledge which have not yet been filled. Like bed-bugs in the cracks of walls and furniture, miracles lurk in the lacunae of science. The scientist plasters up these cracks in our knowledge; the more militant Rationalist swats the bugs in the open. Both have their proper sphere and they should realize that they are allies.