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So, like a forgotten fire, a childhood can always flare up again within us.

Gaston Bachelard

Nobody knows that in reading we are re-living our temptations to be a poet. All readers who have a certain passion for reading, nurture and repress, through reading, the desire to become a writer.
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Desire Poet Reading Temptations Writing
Our whole childhood remains to be reimagined. In reimagining it, we have the possibility of recovering it in the very life of our reveries as a solitary child.
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Childhood Children Cover Imagination Ourselves Possible Solitary
To feel most beautifully alive means to be reading something beautiful.
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Alive Beautiful Feeling Reading
So, like a forgotten fire, a childhood can always flare up again within us.
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Childhood Fire Flare Forgot Ourselves
What is the source of our first suffering? It lies in the fact that we hesitated to speak… It was born in the moment when we accumulated silent things within us.
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Born Fact Hesitate Lying Ourselves Silence Source Suffering Talk
A house that has been experienced is not an inert box. Inhabited space transcends geometrical space.
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Experience Home Science Space
By listening to certain words as a child listens to the sea in a seashell, a word dreamer hears the murmur of a world of dreams.
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Children Dreamer Listening Sea Word World
Man is an imagining being.
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Imagination Man One Liner
A clear conscience is, for me, an occupied conscience-never empty-the conscience of a man at work until his last breath.
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Breathe Conscience Empty Man Myself
When we are children, people show us so many things that we lose the profound sense of seeing… And just how could adults show us the world they have lost! They know; they think they know; they say they know.
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Adult Children Lost See Thinking World
The past of the soul is so distant! The soul does not live on the edge of time. It finds its rest in the universe imagined by reverie.
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Distance Edge Imagination Live Past Soul Time Universe
A word is a bud attempting to become a twig. How can one not dream while writing? It is the pen which dreams. The blank page gives the right to dream.
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Blank Dreams Empty Ourselves Page Right Word
The cleverer I am at miniaturizing the world, the better I possess it.
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Better Clever Myself Possession World
If we did not have a feminine being within us, how would we rest ourselves?
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Feminine Ourselves Rest Spiritual
Through imagination, thanks to the subtleties of the irreality function, we re-enter the world of confidence, the world of the confident being, which is the proper world for reverie.
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Confidence Function Imagination Proper Thankful World
Childhood knows unhappiness through men. In solitude, it can relax its aches. When the human world leaves him in peace, the child feels like the son of the cosmos.
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Childhood Cosmos Happiness Human Man Peace Solitude Son World

So, like a forgotten fire, a childhood can always flare up again within us.

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