C.N. Douglas, comp. Forty Thousand Quotations: Prose and Poetical. 1917.

Bed

The bed has become a place of luxury to me! I would not exchange it for all the thrones in the world.

Napoleon I.

O bed! O bed! delicious bed!
That heaven upon earth to the weary head.

Hood.

Sweet pillows, sweetest bed;
A chamber deaf to noise, and blind to light;
A rosy garland, and a weary head.

Sir Philip Sidney.

In bed we laugh, in bed we cry;
And born in bed, in bed we die;
The near approach a bed may show
Of human bliss to human woe.

Isaac De Benserade.

Oh! thou gentle scene
Of sweet repose; where by th’ oblivious draught
Of each sad toilsome day to peace restor’d.
Unhappy mortals lose their woes awhile.

Thomson.

There should be hours for necessities, not for delights; times to repair our nature with comforting repose, and not for us to waste these times.

Shakespeare.

Night is the time for rest;
How sweet when labours close,
To gather round an aching breast
The curtain of repose;
Stretch the tir’d limbs, and lay the head
Down on our own delightful bed.

James Montgomery.

It is a delicious moment, certainly, that of being well nestled in bed, and feeling that you shall drop gently to sleep. The good is to come, not past; the limbs have just been tired enough to render the remaining in one posture delightful; the labor of the day is gone.

Leigh Hunt.

Bed is a bundle of paradoxes; we go to it with reluctance, yet we quit it with regret; and we make up our minds every night to leave it early, but we make up our bodies every morning to keep it late.

Colton.

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