Insomnia Quotes Novels & Stories

About an hour later, I was still awake and so was Valfred. “Aren’t you going to sleep? You've been on your feet all day. You should get some rest.” He yawned right on cue. “I know. What about you? When are you going to sleep?” I'd gotten enough sleep for two days and I was fine with it.. “I have insomnia so I take what I can get.” A look of realization dawned on his face and he looked away for a moment. “Is there anything in particular that calms you down?”

The prospect of not being well-received by the audience as the protagonist gnawed at her mind. Insomnia set in two days before the official roadshow. Night after night, she tossed and turned in Lucas' arms, unable to find some respite from her thoughts. With another sleepless night plaguing her, Lucas switched on the night light. "Can't sleep? Would you like to talk?" Lucas asked softly, concerned by her restlessness.

I curled my fingers around the curtains, slowly pushing them aside, and before I knew it, I was moving, one foot in front of the other until he towered over me. He clasped his hands behind his back, triumph shining in his eyes when he ducked his head so he was at eye level with me. "What's wrong, Solnyshko? Why are you still awake? Couldn't sleep?" I'd never wanted to wipe the smug, knowing look off of someone's face as much as I wanted to wipe his off. "I could say the same for you. Why aren't you asleep?" I shot back. His little smirk grew as he straightened to his full height. "Chronic insomnia," he answered dismissively. "What's your excuse? Perhaps, something is keeping you awake?"

"there be any plans that I interrupted? “Oh, no. You probably got rid of spending the night at home blaming me for devouring a pot of Ben & Jerry's. “I gave a soft smile. "I suffer from insomnia, caused by a long time on the internet, anyway. I can only sleep in the afternoon. "Three of my best friends have trouble sleeping," he said, moving the glass away from the greenish drink to the reach of my hands. “If you need a strong tranquilizer, I can steal some for you.

LUCIANA : good morning Ares ARES : how was your sleep? She replies quickly. LUCIANA : it was good and yours? How do I tell her that I can't sleep, and when I do I'm haunted my monsters or that I have been diagnosed with insomnia and whenever I close my eyes if it isn't the monsters I am dreaming about its her that appears in my dreams so instead I reply with something more mediocre. ARES: it was good as well. Soo coffee?

I took my laptop out and started researching regarding alexithymia, insomnia, anaphia and spectrophobia seriously is there any other disorders left on world everything is in him only more than humor I feel pity for him how can someone suffer this much oh god anaphia means one can't feel touch of others how pitiful is this, alexythemia means cant have any kind of emotions, insomnia means sleeping disorder, spectrophobia fear to look their reflection in mirrors poor him facing so much that too alone I wrote all these on paper mom looked at it and asked "what's these princess" I replied "a friend of mine facing all these mom that person is so kind to me so I want to do something too" she smiled

I could swear he was smirking right now I didn't say anything so I'm sure he got the signal "I'm sorry okay ?I've been really busy I should have called " I was quiet for a second "Ana misses you ,a lot ",I said "And you don't ?" I rolled my eyes "Of course I do",I mumbled under my breath " This house is boring and empty",I added "How do you cope with your insomnia ?" I shrugged "Watch movies till whenever ",I said He sighed "Okay , do you wanna come over here and stay with me ?"

He didn't know that Issac lived in such a mood every day, and he didn't know that he suffered from insomnia every night. "What are you thinking about? I don't blame you. Besides, even if you came here, my life wouldn't change." "How long have you been... like this?" James stared at Isaac, "Or have you always been like this?" "What?" "You suffer from insomnia, don't you?" "No, I can fall sleep at night, but I can't sleep for long." As long as he could live a normal life, so what if he can't sleep for long? Anyway, he would sleep forever after he died...

'Sometimes the most productive thing that you can do is sleep,' I always abide by this quote which I once founded in Google and was so impressed that I wrote it down on a chart paper with red and black marker and pasted it on the display board in my room. For someone like me who needs almost ten to eleven hours of sleep, the idea of getting up at six in the morning after going to bed at two is almost like capital punishment and today being Sunday makes the situation doubly dreadful.

"And I stand by that. But I never asked you to trust said enemy. That's your doom." I was certain that this back and forth would lead no where. "You know what? I had a dramatic night, and I think I need a nap." "You want to relax by sleeping?" He scoffed. "You're not fooling me. I know you just want to get rid of me." I've had a terrible insomnia since I was a kid. Those memories had always haunted me, that they find their way into my dreams whenever I sleep. I take pills sometimes if I was desperate. Most times, I just manage through.