Sleep Quotes

“For now all she could think about was how thin, how thin to fucking vanishing, was the line between normalcy and horror.”
― Honor Jones, Sleep

“How could she prepare her children for the awfulness that couldn’t be imagined? How could she prepare them without ruining their lives?”
― Honor Jones, Sleep: A Novel

“Someday she should tell Duncan more about her childhood—all that she feared and why. But for the moment it seemed too exhausting—an endless, tedious, impossible undertaking—this attempt to bring a new person up to speed on the annals of her life. This is my language, these are my holidays, my congresses, my restaurants, my rivers and the dams in them that make my lightbulbs go, and here on crumbling scrolls are the accounts of every famine, purge, and civil war, every revolution of government and industry, all that I made and lost and more.”
― Honor Jones, Sleep

“She noticed her hand was holding her own throat. Nobody gets over  that, the woman in the book club had said, and maybe she was right after all.”
― Honor Jones, Sleep: A Novel

“For a long time she had seen that as a mitigating circumstance. If he was going to touch her, at least he did it in this quiet way. How much damage could it do, really, if she couldn’t resist, if sometimes she slept right through it? Unconfrontational, that was what it was.”
― Honor Jones, Sleep: A Novel

“Didn’t you read them too? He ripped the whole premise off a series about a wizard who’s a detective in Chicago.”
― Honor Jones, Sleep: A Novel