Man is an imagining being.
GASTON BACHELARDIdeas are invented only as correctives to the past. Through repeated rectification of this kind one may hope to disengage an idea that is valid.
More Gaston Bachelard Quotes
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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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We must listen to poets.
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Why should the actions of the imagination not be as real as those of perception?
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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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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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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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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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Dreaming by the river, I dedicated my imagination to water, to clear, green water, the water that makes the meadows green.
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To live life well is to express life poorly; if one expresses life too well, one is living it no longer.
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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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The night dreamer cannot articulate a cogito. The night dream is a dream without a dreamer.
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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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It is better to live in a state of impermanence than in one of finality.
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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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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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