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Words are clamor-filled shells. There’s many a story in the miniature of a single word!

Gaston Bachelard

The house protects the dreamer, the house allows one to dream in peace.
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Allow Dreams Home Peace Protection
All the senses awaken and fall into harmony in poetic reverie. Poetic reverie listens to this polyphony of the senses, and the poetic consciousness must record it.
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Awake Consciousness Fall Harmony Poetic Record
It is better to live in a state of impermanence than in one of finality.
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Better Final Live Oneself State
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
For a knowledge of intimacy, localization in the spaces of our intimacy is more urgent than determination of dates.
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Date Determination Intimacy Knowledge Local Space Urgent
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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Knowledge Philosophy Question Science
Love is never finished expressing itself, and it expresses itself better the more poetically it is dreamed.
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Dreams Expression Love Poet
If I were asked to name the chief benefit of the house, I should say: the house shelters day-dreaming, the house protects the dreamer, the house allows one to dream in peace.
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Benefit Dreams Home Peace Protection
Ideas are invented only as correctives to the past. Through repeated rectification of this kind one may hope to disengage an idea that is valid.
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Corrective Hope Ideas Invention Repeat
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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Calm Dreams Nightmare People
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
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
We comfort ourselves by reliving memories of protection.
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Comfortable Memories Ourselves Protection
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
There are reveries so deep, reveries which help us descend so deeply within ourselves that they rid us of our history. They liberate us from our name. These solitudes of today return us to the original solitudes.
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Help History Liberty Name Original Ourselves Return Solitude Spiritual
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

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