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

Gaston Bachelard

It is better to live in a state of impermanence than in one of finality.
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Better Final Live Oneself State
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
Man is an imagining being.
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Imagination Man One Liner
The subconscious is ceaselessly murmuring, and it is by listening to these murmurs that one hears its truth.
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Conscious Listening Oneself Truth
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
Cosmic reveries separate us from project reveries. They situate us in a world and not in a society. The cosmic reverie possesses a sort of stability or tranquility. It helps us escape time. It is a state.
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Escape Project Separate Situation Society Stability State Time Tranquility World
The night dreamer cannot articulate a cogito. The night dream is a dream without a dreamer.
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Dreamer Dreams Night
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
There is no original truth, only original error.
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Errors Original Truth
The reveries of two solitary souls prepare the sweetness of loving.
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Love Preparation Soul Sweet
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
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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Blank Dreams Empty Ourselves Page Right Word
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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Distance Edge Imagination Live Past Soul Time Universe
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
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
When the image is new, the world is new.
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Image New World

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