“...an irresistible sleep fell deeply on his eyes, the sweetest, soundest oblivion, still as the sleep of death itself...” — Homer Copy Share Image
That moment when you're up so late you start calculating how many hours of sleep you'd get if you fell asleep at… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
From my mother's sleep I fell into the State, And I hunched in its belly till my wet fur froze. Six miles… — Randall Jarrell Copy Share Image
