Whoever thinks of going to bed before twelve o'clock is a scoundrel.

Patriotism is the last refuge of the scoundrel.

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

Toilet and a bed. There'll be other prisoners in that little quad, and sometimes they'll communicate by shouting back and forth to each other.

I slept on the couch for seven days. I wouldn't even go to bed because I was in front of the TV.

The world is like a grand staircase, some are going up and some are going down.