Moral power is probably best when it is not used. The less you use it the more you have.

Sleep, that deplorable curtailment of the joy of life.

I used to want to be a lawyer, but I didn't want to have half my brain sucked out.

Sleeplessness is a desert without vegetation or inhabitants.

You cannot imagine the craving for rest that I feel-a hunger and thirst. For six long days, since my work was done, my mind has been a whirlpool, swift, unprogressive and incessant, a torrent of thoughts leading nowhere, spinning round swift and steady.

Come, cuddle your head on my shoulder, dear, your head like the golden rod, and we will go sailing away from here to the beautiful Land Of Nod.

I'm making tapes for insomniacs to use in the future. I'm going to sell them as a kit to cure insomnia.

I prefer insomnia to anaesthesia.

Sleep: a poor substitute for caffeine!

Come Sleep! Oh Sleep, the certain knot of peace, the baiting-place of wit, the balm of woe, the poor man's wealth, the prisoner's release, the indifferent judge between the high and low.