A clear conscience is, for me, an occupied conscience-never empty-the conscience of a man at work until his last breath.
GASTON BACHELARDWhen 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.
More Gaston Bachelard Quotes
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All knowledge is in response to a question. If there were no question, there would be no scientific knowledge. Nothing proceeds from itself.
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The words of the world want to make sentences.
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Man is an imagining being.
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The characteristic of scientific progress is our knowing that we did not know.
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There is no original truth, only original error.
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He who ceases to learn cannot adequately teach.
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Man is a creation of desire, not a creation of need.
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Dreaming by the river, I dedicated my imagination to water, to clear, green water, the water that makes the meadows green.
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A house that has been experienced is not an inert box. Inhabited space transcends geometrical space.
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For in the end, the irreality function functions as well in the face of man as in the face of the cosmos. What would we know of others if we did not imagine things?
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Why should the actions of the imagination not be as real as those of perception?
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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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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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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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An excess of childhood is the germ of a poem.
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