Did you fixedly gaze, too, upon that ribbed and dented brow; there also, you would see still stranger foot-prints --the foot-prints of his one unsleeping
, ever-pacing thought.
All that night Saxon lay, unsleeping
, without taking off her clothes, and when she arose in the morning and washed her face and dressed her hair she was aware of a strange numbness, of a feeling of constriction about her head as if it were bound by a heavy band of iron.
I crossed the yard, wherein the constellations looked down upon me, I could have thought, with wonder, the first creature of that sort that their unsleeping
vigilance had yet disclosed to them; I stole through the corridors, a stranger in my own house; and coming to my room, I saw for the first time the appearance of Edward Hyde.
There is also another section in the book where I talk about the unsleeping
state which exterminates the kingdom of night, the kingdom which evades its watchfully maintained laws, as though the state were thereby transforming all moments into a single moment which it manufactures and controls, to make it a single, monolithic time.
When this distraught colossus of sorrow, the unsleeping
and suicidal cowboy, offered his body in sacrifice to the camera and to the mob of entranced fans, he struck Francois Mauriac as a Mephistophelean figure.
And in her ears the little Seashells, the timble radios tamped tight, and an electronic ocean of sound, of music and talk and music and talk coming in, coming on on the shore of her unsleeping
By day I squirmed in office chairs, by night I lay still and unsleeping
in my mail-order bed.
A more generous reader, on the other hand, might want to ask whether the novel is in some sense about the rupture in its own narrative fabric, which is a rupture between two distinctive chronotopes--the cozy neighborhood and the unsleeping
modern city--that are formally differentiated by the gap in the storyline but violently reunited when the rioters pour into the Maypole and its environs.
Senate, an unsleeping
defender of entitlements benefiting the privileged (witness the new farm bill), has recently derailed reform.
It was like the unsleeping
eye of God-we saw through the enemy's intent; that is, chances were that the enemy was attempting to be beyond the radius of action of our land-based aircraft, [by steaming] at high speed, and after dark, it would reduce speed and continue .
And a far more eminent Prime Minister, Winston Churchill, described a Free Press as 'the unsleeping
guardian of every other right that free men prize.
The best way we can honour his contribution to freedom is by heeding his advice to the nation: "A free press is the unsleeping
guardian of every other right that men prize.