A man who falls straight into bed night after night, and ceases to live until the moment when he wakes and rises,… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
“A man who, night after night, falls like a lump of lead upon his bed, and ceases to live until the moment… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
A little insomnia is not without its value in making us appreciate sleep, in throwing a ray of light upon that darkness. — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
