A Quote by Thomas Traherne

Sleep is cousin-german unto death: Sleep and death differ, no more, than a carcass And a skeleton. — © Thomas Traherne
Sleep is cousin-german unto death: Sleep and death differ, no more, than a carcass And a skeleton.
Death is not as terrible as you think. It comes to you as a healer. Sleep is nothing but a counterfeit death. What happens in death we can picture in sleep. All our sufferings vanish in sleep. When death comes, all our mortal tortures cease; they cannot go beyond the portals of death.
I never sleep, cause sleep is the cousin of death.
And I'm not sure why I'm infatuated with death, My imagination is surely an aggravation of threats... Maybe cause I'm a dreamer, and sleep is the cousin of death, Really stuck in the scheme of wondering when I'mma rest.
To die, to sleep - To sleep, perchance to dream - ay, there's the rub, For in this sleep of death what dreams may come.
Methought I heard a voice cry 'Sleep no more! Macbeth does murder sleep', the innocent sleep, Sleep that knits up the ravell'd sleeve of care, The death of each day's life, sore labour's bath, Balm of hurt minds, great nature's second course, Chief nourisher in life's feast...
I would have liked to catch hold of sleep at least once, just as I had been resolved to catch hold of death one day, to catch hold of the wings of the angel of sleep when it came for me, to grab it with two fingers like a butterfly after sneaking up on it from behind. [...] My sleep game was practice for the grand struggle with death.
Never we sleep, a thug doesn't rest, Cause a wise man said: it was a cousin of death.
Someone told me sleep was the cousin of death and followin' the dollar finds nothin' but stress.
There is no God found stronger than death; and death is a sleep.
Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep; To sleep, perchance to dream—For in that sleep of death what dreams may come,When we have shuffled off this mortal coil, Must give us pause, there's the respect, That makes calamity of so long life
One short sleep past, we wake eternally, And Death shall be no more; Death, thou shalt die.
If we cannot remain present during sleep, if we lose ourselves every night, what chance do we have to be aware when death comes? If we enter our dreams and interact with the mind's images as if they are real, we should not expect to be free in the state after death. Look to your experience in dreams to know how you will fare in death. Look to your experience of sleep to discover whether or not you are truly awake.
O sleepers! what a thing is slumber! Sleep resembles death. Ah, why then dost thou not work in such wise as that after death thou mayst retain a resemblance to perfect life, when, during life, thou art in sleep so like to the hapless dead?
They say sleep is the cousin of death, guess we related... Cause I'm the most slept on, and the most hated.
Let no man fear to die, we love to sleep all, and death is but the sounder sleep.
Sleep is the sister of death and the dwellers of heaven will not sleep
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