Man is an imagining being.
GASTON BACHELARDThe 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.
More Gaston Bachelard Quotes
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The spoken reverie of substances calls matter to birth, to life, to spirituality.
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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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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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The house protects the dreamer, the house allows one to dream in peace.
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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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The characteristic of scientific progress is our knowing that we did not know.
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Words are clamor-filled shells. There’s many a story in the miniature of a single word!
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We comfort ourselves by reliving memories of protection.
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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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Childhood lasts all through life.
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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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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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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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If we did not have a feminine being within us, how would we rest ourselves?
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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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