Quote by Graham Greene

“She was the hiss of steam, the clink of a cup, she was a certain hour of the night and the promise of rest.”

— Graham Greene

“‎All she felt was mind-numbing exhaustion, and a desperate yearning for the sweet forgetfulness of sleep.”

— William Lavender

“Her eyes were rimmed with long nights and things she wishes she had said.”

— Sophie Glynn

“when she was finally done, she was close to tears and she hated herself more. Dragging oxygen into her sob-clogged throat, she turned to…

— Marian Tee

“Her eyes were open, then on me again like they never left.”

— Gayle Forman

“She was wet with my crying. Up around her collar the cotton of her dress was plastered to her skin. I could see her…

— Sue Monk Kidd

“She wondered at her previous blindness; it was as if she had closed her eyelids, and then fancied it was night. No fear that…

— Mary Shelley

“When they were tired Night rained her thick dark sleep upon their eyes.”

— Sappho

“In the beginning, she had hauted me, haunted my dreams, but even now, just weeks later, she was slipping away, falling apart in my…

— John Green

“She was tired of the flaming thoughts of discontent that kept her awake at night.”

— Virginia Gaffney

“In the morning, she was not sure that she had slept as much as lived a set of vivid dreams, letting them linger so…

— Colm Tóibín

“I thought I would be her nightmare - her terror and darkness. I wanted to be. I needed her more than food or sunlight.…

— Pepper Winters