Sleep (n.) is no mean art: For its sake one must stay awake all day.
Sleep (n.) is a great art, and to practice it correctly, one must keep awake all day.
Sleep (n.) is the result of every kind of exhaustion; exhaustion follows upon all excessive excitement.
Sleep (n.) is, and always will be, the best remedy for the hypochondriac, in both the literal and figurative sense of the word.
Sleep (n.) was, without dreams, what the belauded sages of the academic chairs took for wisdom.
Sleep (n.) is adored in all pessimistic religions, yet it is only the symbol of a deeper compulsion to rest: behind the image of its brother, sleep, it is death that works so seductively.