Sleep hath its own world,
A boundary between the things misnamed
Death and existence: Sleep hath its read more

Sleep hath its own world,
A boundary between the things misnamed
Death and existence: Sleep hath its own world,
And a wide realm of wild reality,
And dreams in their development have breath,
And tears and tortures, and the touch of joy.

I reached for sleep and drew it round me like a blanket muffling pain and thought together in the merciful read more

I reached for sleep and drew it round me like a blanket muffling pain and thought together in the merciful dark.

Lord, remember David, and all his afflictions:
How he sware unto the Lord, and vowed unto the mighty God read more

Lord, remember David, and all his afflictions:
How he sware unto the Lord, and vowed unto the mighty God of
Jacob;
Surely I will not come into the tabernacle of my house, nor go up
into my bed;
I will not give sleep to mine eyes, or slumber to mine eyelids,
Until I find a place for the Lord, an habitation for the mighty
God of Jacob.

I wasn’t really asleep I was just meditating on unconsciousness.

I wasn’t really asleep I was just meditating on unconsciousness.

Sleep... Oh! how I loathe those little slices of death....

Sleep... Oh! how I loathe those little slices of death....

Don't stay in bed, unless you can make money in bed.

Don't stay in bed, unless you can make money in bed.

It is vain for you to rise up early, to sit up late, to eat the
bread of sorrows: read more

It is vain for you to rise up early, to sit up late, to eat the
bread of sorrows: for so he giveth his beloved sleep.

Sleep is good, death is better; but of course, the best thing would to have never been born at all

Sleep is good, death is better; but of course, the best thing would to have never been born at all

The sleep of a labouring man is sweet, whether he eat little or
much: but the abundance of the read more

The sleep of a labouring man is sweet, whether he eat little or
much: but the abundance of the rich will not suffer him to
sleep.