“Today my deepest wish is to go to sleep for six months, if not for ever; it is an admission that life has become almost unendurable and that I must look to pleasure as a waking substitute for sleep. We cannot sleep twenty-four hours a day but we can at least make sleep and pleasure alternate, if once we will admit that, like deep narcotic treatment for nervous breakdown, they are remedies for the very sick. Reality, union with reality, is the true state of the soul when confident and healthy.” Cyril Connolly, The Unquiet Grave.
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