Sleep Quotes

Whenever I enter a position, I have a predetermined stop. That is the only way I can sleep. I know where I’m getting out before I get in. The position size on a trade is determined by the stop, and the stop is determined on a technical basis… I never think about [stop vulnerability], because the point about a technical barrier – and I’ve studied the technical aspects of the market for a long time – is that the market shouldn’t go there if you are right.

Hearing the sound of your breathing as you sleep,with the dog at your feet, his head restingon a shoe, and the clock’s tickinglike water dripping in a sink – I know that, even if reincarnation were a fact,given the inherent cruelty of the worldwhere beautiful things and peopleare blasted apart all the day long,I would never want to come back, knowingI could never be this lucky twice.

Like all planets, I turn in my sleep, I’ve been doing itsince before I was born.My body is a nightmareit hurts me every day.I’ve been taught to resent it by boystrying to forge themselves righteous through conquering.They knew there was something wrong with me,it was explained through handsthat spoke only in exclamation points.

Its at night, when perhaps we should be dreaming, that the mind is most clear, that we are most able to hold all our life in the palm of our skull. I dont know if anyone has ever pointed out that great attraction of insomnia before, but it is so; the night seems to release a little more of our vast backward inheritance of instincts and feelings; as with the dawn, a little honey is allowed to ooze between the lips of the sandwich, a little of the stuff of dreams to drip into the waking mind.

anyone know where Kell is?” “Sleeping,” Vin said. “He came in late last night, and hasn’t gotten up yet.” Ham grunted, taking a bite of baywrap. “Dox?” “In his room on the third floor,” Vin said. “He got up early, came down to get something to eat, and went back upstairs.” … Ham raised an eyebrow. “You always keep track of where everyone is like that?” “Yes.

Jason glanced at the creature. It remained the same distance away as before, still as a statue. “What do you want?” Jason asked. No answer. “Are you the thing that followed Tark? You should keep following him. He’s the real mastermind. Shoo. Go hide.” No response. “Okay, how about you stand guard while I sleep. Keep the giants away. Sound good? All in favor, hold perfectly still. Fine, I guess we have a deal.

You look tired,” Rachel told Jason. “I wish I could jog and sleep at the same time.” “Can’t you?” Ferrin asked, joining them at the little cascade. “I always imagined that you could sleep rolling down a mountainside in a barrel.” “I probably could today,” Jason conceded.