>>7440316This is from Don Quijote de la Mancha, and this is my translation:
--I don't understand that--replied Sancho--: I only understand that as long as I sleep I have no fear nor hope, no toil nor glory; and blessed be he who invented sleep, mantle which covers all human thought, feast that vanquishes hunger, water that quenches thirst, fire that warms cold, cold that temples the heat and, lastly, general currency with which all things are bought, scales and weight that equates the shepherd with the king and the simpleton with the discrete. Only one bad thing does sleep have, as I've heard, and it's that it resembles death, for there is nary a difference between one who sleeps and one who is dead.
