“But even during this sleep—still, still—his real life showed through too much.” — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
“Sleep - real sleep, the dear, the cherished one, the lullaby. So deep and warm the bed and the pillow enfolding me,… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
Also, I could finally sleep. And this was the real gift, because when you cannot sleep, you cannot get yourself out of… — Elizabeth Gilbert Copy Share Image
