“Life a dream in Death's eternal sleep.”
“And yet, and yet, in these our ghostly lives,Half night, half day, half sleeping, half awake,How if our waking life, like that of sleep,Be all a dream in that eternal lifeTo which we wake not till we sleep in death”
“She had no time for sleep, with the weight of the world upon her shoulders. And she feared to dream. Sleep is a little death, dreams the whisperings of the Other, who would drag us all into his eternal night.”
“Can death be sleep, when life is but a dream, And scenes of bliss pass as a phantom by?---"On death”
“Death doesn’t always want your eternal sleep. Sometimes Death just wants your eternity.”
“To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub;For in that sleep of death what dreams may come?”