If you wake up whenever you want, and you slept for 10 hours, and you’re lazy getting out of bed, then I believe that affects your whole life in a negative way.

I don’t have an alarm clock. If someone needs to wake me up, then I have my BlackBerry next to me.

Depending upon my activities, I sleep between five and ten hours every night. I sleep in an extra-wide single bed, and I use only one heavy down comforter over me, summer or winter. I have never been able to wear pajamas or creepy nightgowns; they disturb my sleep.

I have more than once in my time woken up feeling like death.

As pessimistic as I am about the nature of human beings and our capacity for atrocity and malevolence and betrayal and laziness and inertia, and all those things, I think we can transcend all that and set things straight.

Drugs are a waste of time. They destroy your memory and your self-respect and everything that goes along with with your self-esteem. They’re no good at all.

When I wake up in the morning, I feel just like any other insecure 24-year-old girl.

Life began with waking up and loving my mother’s face.

My weak spot is laziness. Oh, I have a lot of weak spots: cookies, croissants.

I sleep seven hours. If I go to bed at two, I wake up at nine. If I go to bed at midnight, I wake up at seven. I don’t wake up before – the house can fall apart, but I sleep for seven hours.

I usually get up at 3 A.M. I don’t require a lot of sleep, and if I get tired, I’ll take a powernap during the day.

Laziness may appear attractive, but work gives satisfaction.

No matter what time it is, wake me, even if it’s in the middle of a Cabinet meeting.

An unclean person is universally a slothful one.

The flesh, or human nature, is generally lazy and self-centered.

It’s not fun to get out of bed early in the morning. When the alarm goes off, it doesn’t sing you a song: it hits you in the head with a baseball bat. So how do you respond to that? Do you crawl underneath your covers and hide? Or do you get up, get aggressive, and attack the day?

I’ve stopped drinking, but only while I’m asleep.

As a father, I always want my son to be perfect. When he was young, I tried to train him in martial arts, but he said, ‚I don’t want to become like Bruce Lee’s son, with everybody telling me how good my father was.‘ I just think my son is too lazy.

I’d be more frightened by not using whatever abilities I’d been given. I’d be more frightened by procrastination and laziness.

The martyr sacrifices themselves entirely in vain. Or rather not in vain; for they make the selfish more selfish, the lazy more lazy, the narrow narrower.