Salinger Three Stories

His face got triumphant — the way Kenneth’s face got triumphant; without implications of his having defeated or outdrawn anybody. The ocean was terrible now. It was full of bowling balls.
— J.D. Salinger "The Ocean Full of Bowling Balls"

Sleep BMO

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O sleep! O gentle sleep!
Nature’s soft nurse, how have I frighted thee
— Henry IV (3.1.7-16)