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.
GASTON BACHELARDOne must live to build one’s house, and not build one’s house to live in.
More Gaston Bachelard Quotes
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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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The blank page gives us the right to dream.
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Any comparison diminishes the expressive qualities of the terms of the comparison.
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A special kind of beauty exists which is born in language, of language, and for language.
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Our house is our corner of the world.
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The characteristic of scientific progress is our knowing that we did not know.
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To verify images kills them, and it is always more enriching to imagine than to experience.
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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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He who ceases to learn cannot adequately teach.
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Love is never finished expressing itself, and it expresses itself better the more poetically it is dreamed.
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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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The spoken reverie of substances calls matter to birth, to life, to spirituality.
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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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Man is an imagining being.
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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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