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


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.


  • 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.