Maxioms by Louis Aragon
Can the knowledge deriving from reason even begin to compare with knowledge perceptible by sense?
Can the knowledge deriving from reason even begin to compare with knowledge perceptible by sense?
O reason, reason, abstract phantom of the waking state, I had already expelled you from my dreams, now I have read more
O reason, reason, abstract phantom of the waking state, I had already expelled you from my dreams, now I have reached a point where those dreams are about to become fused with apparent realities: now there is only room here for myself.
I demand that my books be judged with utmost severity, by knowledgeable people who know the rules of grammar and read more
I demand that my books be judged with utmost severity, by knowledgeable people who know the rules of grammar and of logic, and who will seek beneath the footsteps of my commas the lice of my thought in the head of my style.
Light is meaningful only in relation to darkness, and truth presupposes error. It is these mingled opposites which make it read more
Light is meaningful only in relation to darkness, and truth presupposes error. It is these mingled opposites which make it pungent, intoxicating. We only exist in terms of this conflict, in the zone where black and white clash.
The whole fauna of human fantasies, their marine vegetation, drifts and luxuriates in the dimly lit zones of human activity, read more
The whole fauna of human fantasies, their marine vegetation, drifts and luxuriates in the dimly lit zones of human activity, as though plaiting thick tresses of darkness. Here, too, appear the lighthouses of the mind, with their outward resemblance to less pure symbols. The gateway to mystery swings open at the touch of human weakness and we have entered the realms of darkness. One false step, one slurred syllable together reveal a man's thoughts.