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Rilke wrote: ‘These trees are magnificent, but even more magnificent is the sublime and moving space between them, as though with their growth it too increased.

Gaston Bachelard

The reflected world is the conquest of calm.
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Calm Reflection World
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
All the senses awaken and fall into harmony in poetic reverie. Poetic reverie listens to this polyphony of the senses, and the poetic consciousness must record it.
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Awake Consciousness Fall Harmony Poetic Record
Words are clamor-filled shells. There’s many a story in the miniature of a single word!
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Small Story Word World
Our house is our corner of the world.
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Home Ourselves Perspective World
He who ceases to learn cannot adequately teach.
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Accurate Learning Properly Teaching
When the image is new, the world is new.
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Image New World
At all times and in all fields the explanation by fire is a rich explanation.
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Explanation Fire Rich Time
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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Dedication Dream Green Imagination Meadow River
One must always maintain one’s connection to the past and yet ceaselessly pull away from it.
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Away Connection Past Pull
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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Cosmos End Face Function Imagination Man
The words of the world want to make sentences.
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Sentence Word World
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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Childhood Cosmos Happiness Human Man Peace Solitude Son World
When we are children, people show us so many things that we lose the profound sense of seeing… And just how could adults show us the world they have lost! They know; they think they know; they say they know.
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Adult Children Lost See Thinking World
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

Rilke wrote: ‘These trees are magnificent, but even more magnificent is the sublime and moving space between them, as though with their growth it too increased.

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Rilke wrote: ‘These trees are magnificent, but even more magnificent is the sublime and moving space between them, as though with their growth it too increased.

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