Sleep is for squares.

I spend several days at a time without enough sleep. At first, normal activities become annoying. When you are too tired to eat, you really need some sleep. A few days later, things become strange. Loud noises become louder and more startling, familiar sounds become unfamiliar, and life reinvents itself as a surrealist dream.

If you're going to do something tonight that you'll be sorry for tomorrow morning, sleep late.

There is nowhere in the world where sleep is so deep as in the libraries of the House of Commons.

Sleep... Oh! how I loathe those little slices of death....

I put a piece of paper under my pillow, and when I could not sleep, I wrote in the dark