His impatience for sleep often frightened that very sleep away.
“Fiction challenges us and works its miracles by placing us in the skin of another human being and teaching us empathy.”
“Imagination just wasn't up to the task of understanding unique and foreign sensations. It knew only how to dampen or augment what it already knew. - Juliette, Pg. 139”
“She could tell he was exhausted, maybe half as much as she was, but he was still willing to do anything for her. It made her sad, someone being this loyal to her.”
“Then Night came down like the feathery soot of a smoky lamp, and smutted[9] first the bedquilt, then the hearth-rug, then the window-seat, and then at last the great, stormy, faraway outside world....”
“Insomnia is the act of pushing through sleep to achieve the art of insane creativity.”
“I didn't sleep all night, thinking. I thought about you, about those puppy eyes you give me, when you fake your sadness to make me smile-- and that upper lip of yours that brings life to all of my ...”
“...the souls of none of them were dead, but only sleeping; now and then they would waken, and these were cruel times.”
“Sleep, where in the waste is the wisdom?”
“If you can't turn off your thoughts, who cares how soft your pillow is?"- David King”