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We are never real historians, but always near poets, and our emotion is perhaps nothing but an expression of a poetry that was lost.

Gaston Bachelard

To feel most beautifully alive means to be reading something beautiful.
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Alive Beautiful Feeling Reading
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
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
Any comparison diminishes the expressive qualities of the terms of the comparison.
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Comparison Diminish Quality Term
The dream remains overloaded with the badly lived passions of daytime life. Solitude in the nocturnal dream is always a hostility. It is strange. It isn’t really our solitude.
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Dreams Life Live Load Ourselves Passion Remain Solitude Time
The reverie would not last if it were not nourished by the images of the sweetness of living, by the illusions of happiness.
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Happiness Illusion Image Live Nourish Sweet
One must live to build one’s house, and not build one’s house to live in.
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Build Home Live Oneself
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
Every corner in a house, every angle in a room, every inch of secluded space in which we like to hide, or withdraw into ourselves, is a symbol of solitude for the imagination; that is to say, it is the germ of a room, or of a house.
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Home Imagination Ourselves Room Space Symbol
So, like a forgotten fire, a childhood can always flare up again within us.
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Childhood Fire Flare Forgot Ourselves
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
A book is always an emergence above everyday life. A book is expressed life and thus is an addition to life.
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Addition Book Day Expression Life
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
Our house is our corner of the world.
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Home Ourselves Perspective World
We understand nature by resisting it.
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Nature One Liner Resistance Understand
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

We are never real historians, but always near poets, and our emotion is perhaps nothing but an expression of a poetry that was lost.

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