In sleep, you are safe from the revolting mechanics of living and being a prey to outrageous fortune.

Everyone living is doomed

My relatives used to laugh when I talked of being a writer.

I used to sleep the sleep of someone who knew she was loved. Now, I didn't.

She's had a good night's sleep (and) some food (and) is rested. (She was) reunited with (her) mom this morning (and) they are planning to return to Austin. (It's a) story with a happy ending.

I love sleep because it is both pleasant and safe to use.