“It does everything but sing to me. Dates and names that I have been unable to remember during the day are flashed before my closed eyelids; ideas which have kept coyly hidden behind a barricade when I wanted them suddenly trip out and say: ‘Here I am, Daddy!’ Solutions to problems which had me beating my head and heels on the carpet when I was awake offer themselves with startling simplicity, and if I could only train my Subconscious to make notes during the night, I could get through the next day with flying colors.”—Robert Benchley, “My Subconscious,” in Robert Benchley, Chips Off the Old Benchley (1949)
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