Gaston Bachelard

A word is a bud attempting to become a twig. How can one not dream while writing? It is the read more

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.

Ideas are refined and multiplied in the commerce of minds. In their splendor, images effect a very simple communion of read more

Ideas are refined and multiplied in the commerce of minds. In their splendor, images effect a very simple communion of souls.rn

There is no original truth, only original error.

There is no original truth, only original error.

Even a minor event in the life of a child is an event of that child's world and thus a read more

Even a minor event in the life of a child is an event of that child's world and thus a world event.

If I were asked to name the chief benefit of the house, I should say: the house shelters day-dreaming, the read more

If I were asked to name the chief benefit of the house, I should say: the house shelters day-dreaming, the house protects the dreamer, the house allows one to dream in peace.