“An ocean without unnamed monsters would be like sleep without dreams.”

“What would an ocean be without a monster lurking in the dark? It would be like sleep without dreams.”

“Sleep would be so welcome.A warm blanket of black to erase everything else. Sleep without dreams.”

“Calvino remembered he had no food in the house and would have to go shopping on Sukhumvit Road. Then he planned to crawl into his bed and sleep, the kind of deep sleep without dreams or hopes, a sleep without regrets, without knowing or thinking how things got the way they are or how occasional fragments of decency escaped the forces of gravity.”

“Give up your dreams; you'll accomplish more without sleep.”

“Sleep would be so welcome. A warm blanket of black to erase everything else. Sleep without dreams. I've heard people talk about the sleep of the dead. Is that what death would feel like? The nicest, warmest, heaviest never-ending nap? If that's what it's like, I wouldn't mind. If that's what dying is like, I wouldn't mind that at all.”