“How could I be sleeping with this particular man…. Surely only true love could justify my lack of taste.”

“I love to sleep. I'd sleep all day if I could.”

“At that moment I was sure. That I belonged in my skin. That my organs were mine and my eyes were mine and my ears, which could only hear the silence of this night and my faint breathing, were mine, and I loved them and what they could do.”

“Why did death make life taste so much sweeter? Why could the heart love only what it could also lose?”

“In the meantime, I could withdraw to my room, could hide and sleep as if I were dead”

“She used to say she could taste sleep and that it was as delicious as a BLT on fresh French bread.”

“Yes, and only if my own true love was waiting
If I could hear his heart softly pounding
Yes, and only if he was lying by me
Would I lie in my bed once again.”

“Hell, Chuck Yeager could do it in his sleep while on fire, I'm sure.”

“I’m not sure I could trust a man who would bypass an Oreo in favor of vanilla wafers. It’s a fundamental character flaw, possibly a sign of true evil.”

“I don't know how I could sleep at night, not knowing I was surrounded by a thousand other sleeping, dreaming souls. - pg 120, Jem to Tessa & Will”