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.
GASTON BACHELARDThe reveries of two solitary souls prepare the sweetness of loving.
More Gaston Bachelard Quotes
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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.
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Instead of looking for the dream in reverie, people should look for reverie in the dream. There are calm beaches in the midst of nightmares.
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Cosmic reveries separate us from project reveries. They situate us in a world and not in a society. The cosmic reverie possesses a sort of stability or tranquility. It helps us escape time. It is a state.
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One must live to build one’s house, and not build one’s house to live in.
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Childhood lasts all through life.
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Man is a creation of desire, not a creation of need.
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The subconscious is ceaselessly murmuring, and it is by listening to these murmurs that one hears its truth.
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Even a minor event in the life of a child is an event of that child’s world and thus a world event.
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Reverie is not a mind vacuum. It is rather the gift of an hour which knows the plenitude of the soul.
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Why should the actions of the imagination not be as real as those of perception?
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The night dreamer cannot articulate a cogito. The night dream is a dream without a dreamer.
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Poetry is one of the destinies of speech… One would say that the poetic image, in its newness, opens a future to language.
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The reveries of two solitary souls prepare the sweetness of loving.
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Childhood lasts all through life. It returns to animate broad sections of adult life… Poets will help us to find this living childhood within us, this permanent, durable immobile world.
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So, like a forgotten fire, a childhood can always flare up again within us.
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