Sleep, where in the waste is the wisdom? — James Joyce, Finnegans Wake
Sleep, where in the waste is the wisdom? — James Joyce, Finnegans Wake
Sleep, where in the waste is the wisdom? — James Joyce, Finnegans Wake
Sleep, where in the waste is the wisdom? — James Joyce, Finnegans Wake
Sleep, where in the waste is the wisdom? — James Joyce, Finnegans Wake
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Sleep, where in the waste is the wisdom?

— James Joyce, Finnegans Wake
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I decided to stay in bed until noon. Maybe by then half the world would be dead and it would only be half as hard to tak — Charles Bukowski, Pulp
You can’t imagine the white-hot fury someone who can’t sleep has toward the beautiful dreamer beside him. — Karen Joy Fowler, We Are All Completely Beside Ourselves
Are you always so cynical?' said Angelica.'No,' said Katherine. 'Sometimes I'm asleep. — Sam Byers, Idiopathy
You drool in your sleep- Annabeth Chase — Rick Riordan, The Lightning Thief
We both fell asleep wrapped up together with the wolves still lullaby-ing us in the background — April Genevieve Tucholke, Between the Spark and the Burn
A beautiful nap this afternoon that put velvet between my vertebrae. — Henry Miller, Tropic of Cancer
We do not include the pleasures we enjoy in sleep in the inventory of the pleasures we have experienced in the course of — Marcel Proust, Sodom and Gomorrah
I’m awake and I can’t sleep. The more I’m awake, the more I see, and the harder to sleep. — Donna Lynn Hope
For some it is harder to wake up to the truth of life than it is to fall into the sleep of death — Dean Cavanagh
In a while, her eyes felt leaden and she felt sleep overpower her, even as she fought to keep her eyes open. In vain, I — Deepti Menon, Chronicles of Urban Nomads
I spent many a charming evening talking and playing with Albertine, but none so sweet as when I was watching her sleep. — Marcel Proust, The Captive & The Fugitive
It's just I'd rather sleep through the days so I'll be awake for the nights, when the boys are out. — Kerry Cohen, Loose Girl: A Memoir of Promiscuity