The sleep of a sick man has keen eyes. It is a sleep unsleeping.
Men's minds are given to change in hate and friendship.
As sight is in the eye, so is the mind in the soul!
Sleep, thou patron of mankind, Great physician of the mind Who does nor pain nor sorrow know, Sweetest balm of every woe.
It's impossible to speak what it is not noble to do.
No honest man will argue on every side