Sleep was the ideally work-compatible girl he ought to have married in the first place. Perfectly submissive, infinitely forgiving, and so respectable you could take her to church.

The Corrections
Sleep is the best meditation.
Sleep is the most innocent creature there is and a sleepless man the most guilty.

Letters to Milena
Living is a sickness to which sleep provides relief every sixteen hours. It's a palliative. The remedy is death
Heaven trims our lamps while we sleep
He sleeps well who knows not that he sleeps ill
What were all the world's alarms
To mighty Paris when he found
Sleep upon a golden bed
That first dawn in Helen's arms?

The Winding Stair and Other Poems, 1933. Lullaby
Sleep... Oh! how I loathe those little slices of death...
Sleep sweetly, tender heart, in peace!
Sleep, holy spirit, blessed soul,
While the stars burn, the moons increase,
And the great ages onward roll.

To J. S


On Anger: "For every minute you remain angry, you give up sixty seconds of peace of mind."
On Destiny: "Our destiny exercises its influence over us even when, as yet, we have not learned its nature: it is our future that lays down the law of our today."
Human, All Too Human
On Friendship: "A crowd is not company; and faces are but a gallery of pictures; and talk but a tinkling cymbal, where there is no love."