David Johansen Quotes

The only thing that comes to a sleeping man is dreams.

I fell asleep once while washing dishes. I hallucinated prolifically - like, squirrels knitting whole sweaters! It was like my dreams inserted themselves in my waking life.

If he can't sleep, how will he ever dream?

I do all kind of fun things when I'm unconscious.

Waking was the most reliable part of a dream, as built into dreams as death is to life. You dream, you wake: you live, you die.

To sleep perchance to dream

Nothing comes to a sleeper but a dream.

For sleep, one needs endless depths of blackness to sink into; daylight is too shallow, it will not cover one.

Our truest life is when we are in dreams awake.

Honestly, I don't remember the last time I had a dream. I don't really sleep often enough to be able to have any dreams.

This moment where we think we rest, when the brain is floating, you know, in sleep, is actually a moment where I could be very creative in a very strange, uncontrolled way.

I love to sleep. I'm an excellent, excellent sleeper.

We dream every night, all the time.

I feel like I've dreamed half of my life that hasn't happened yet, so a lot of times I'm going along, and I do stuff, and I know that I've done it. I have deja vus more than I have regular experiences. If half of your day is a deja vu, then you start to wonder, 'What is real and what isn't?'

Sleep more at night. If it's allowed at work or home, take a nap in the afternoon. You'll be amazed at how much better you'll feel.

I can't count the number of times I've been sound asleep, woke up, and I was doing my hair.

Sleep is when all the unsorted stuff comes flying out as from a dustbin upset in a high wind.

It's such a waste, sleep. You're just lying there.

Dreams are real as long as they last. Can we say more of life?

What is it like to fall asleep? What happens? Where do we go? Why don't we remember? Since childhood most of us have wondered about the mystery of sleep.

Sleeping is not something I do a lot of.

I love my sleep.

But the mind travels far - and mysteriously - in sleep.

It's strange, when you think about it, that we spend close to a third of our lives asleep. Why do we do it? While we're sleeping, we're vulnerable - and, at least on the outside, supremely unproductive.

Sleep is a outmoded concept. It's best not to think about sleep.