Word: sleeps
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...only happiness and comfort, there is danger. Albert Einstein said as much . . . Listen, 'To make a goal of comfort or happiness has never appealed to me.' You see, he wants the element of struggle in life." What is life's main purpose? "Before you go to sleep at night, you say, 'I haven't got it yet. I haven't got it yet . . .' Take the man who invented the thermostat blanket. I hope he didn't say to himself, 'Now I'll go to Florida and sit around...
...lifelong rate of glycogen manufacture. ¶ "Such stuff as dreams are made on" brought unsuspected data from Chicago Physiologists William Dement and Nathaniel Kleitman: a person can dream for an average of two hours a night and remember little of it; his chances of remembering decrease the longer he sleeps after the dream ends; dreaming does not take place while the body is restless in light sleep; far from flashing by almost instantaneously (as commonly believed), dreams can last as long as an hour. A key to dreams is eye movement, which can be detected by electrodes attached...
...writer whose works range from poetry to nature studies and radio plays, Martinson spent ten years writing The Road. The book is a patchwork of brief, often vivid, sometimes homely episodes of tramps' lives as they knock on the doors and consciences of the respectable and industrious, or sleep among Sweden's lovely hills and forests...
...duties as pastor and prior of St. Catherine of Siena Church, national director of the Holy Name Society, editor of the Holy Name Journal, national director of the Third Order of St. Dominic, founder-editor of the Torch. He not only could get along on five hours of sleep, but he also developed a flair for handling his delinquent parishioners. On Saturday nights he would make the rounds of the neighborhood bars, eye a backslider and say: "Shouldn't you go to confession tonight so that you can go to Communion tomorrow?" Gradually, the number of Holy Name Society...
Always expert at the often harder task of ending a short story, Novelist Bates seems not to know how to get out of the double mess he has contrived, and put The Sleepless Moon to sleep. But in the last extremity, there is a classic way out for all novelists in a jam, and Bates uses it. The tavern wench dies of an abortion, and unhappy Melford is let off his hook. Frankie runs out on Constance, but she is still hooked in the heart, and pitches herself from the church tower. What this trite tale of love and death...