The happiest part of a man's life is what he passes lying awake in bed in the morning.
Samuel Johnson (1709-1784) British author.
How it is I know not; but there is no place like a bed for confidential disclosures between friends. Man and wife, they say, there open the very bottom of their souls to each other; and some old couples often lie and chat over old times till nearly morning. Thus, then, in our hearts honeymoon, lay I and Queequeg -- a cozy, loving pair.
Herman Melville (1819-1891) American writer.
What angel wakes me from my flowery bed?
William Shakespeare (1564-1616) British poet and playwright.
Bed is the poor man's opera.