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The reverie would not last if it were not nourished by the images of the sweetness of living, by the illusions of happiness.

Gaston Bachelard

The metaphor is – an origin, the origin of an image which acts directly, immediately.
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Act Direct Image Origin
So, like a forgotten fire, a childhood can always flare up again within us.
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Childhood Fire Flare Forgot Ourselves
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
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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Gift Mindset Soul Time
The words of the world want to make sentences.
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Sentence Word World
The spoken reverie of substances calls matter to birth, to life, to spirituality.
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Born Call Life Spirituality Substance
The night dreamer cannot articulate a cogito. The night dream is a dream without a dreamer.
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Dreamer Dreams Night
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
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
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 house protects the dreamer, the house allows one to dream in peace.
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Allow Dreams Home Peace Protection
To disappear into deep water or to disappear toward a far horizon, to become part of depth of infinity, such is the destiny of man that finds its image in the destiny of water.
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Destiny Disappear Finding Infinity Nature Water
The reveries of two solitary souls prepare the sweetness of loving.
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Love Preparation Soul Sweet
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
Our house is our corner of the world.
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Home Ourselves Perspective World
The great function of poetry is to give back to us the situations of our dreams.
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Dreams Fiction Greatness Ourselves Poetry Situation

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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