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.

Reverie is not a mind vacuum. It is rather the gift of an hour which knows the plenitude of the read more

Reverie is not a mind vacuum. It is rather the gift of an hour which knows the plenitude of the soul.

The words of the world want to make sentences.

The words of the world want to make sentences.

There is no original truth, only original error.

There is no original truth, only original error.

Man is a creation of desire, not a creation of need.

Man is a creation of desire, not a creation of need.