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A Quote by Gaston Bachelard on writing, childhood, and dream

In order to dream so far, is it enough to read? Isn't it necessary to write? Write as in our schoolboy past, in those days when, as Bonnoure says, the letters wrote themselves one by one, either in their gibbosity or else in their pretentious elegance? In those days, spelling was a drama, our drama of culture at work in the interior of a word.

Gaston Bachelard (1884 - 1962)

Source: The Poetics of Reverie, Pages: 50

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A Quote by Gaston Bachelard on observe, dream, reverie, poet, and peace

It is quite evident that a barrier must be cleared in order to escape the psychologists and enter into a realm which is not "auto-observant", where we ourselves no longer divide ourselves into observer and observed. Then the dreamer is completely dissolved in his reverie. His reverie is his silent life. It is that silent peace which the poet wants to convey to us.

Gaston Bachelard (1884 - 1962)

Source: The Poetics of Reverie, Pages: 45

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A Quote by Gaston Bachelard on night, dream, nightmare, and being

The night dreamer cannot articulate a cogito. The night dream is a dream without a dreamer.

Gaston Bachelard (1884 - 1962)

Source: The Poetics of Reverie, Pages: 22

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A Quote by Gaston Bachelard on reverie, dream, poet, and poetry

In living off all the reflecting light furnished by poets, the I which dreams the reverie reveals itself not as poet but as poetizing I.

Gaston Bachelard (1884 - 1962)

Source: The Poetics of Reverie, Pages: 22

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A Quote by Gaston Bachelard on dream, words, reading, page, meaning, and youth

I am a dreamer of words, of written words. I think I am reading; a word stops me. I leave the page. The syllables of the word begin to move around. Stressed accents begin to invert. The word abandons its meaning like an overload which is too heavy and prevents dreaming. Then words take on other meanings as if they had the right to be young.

Gaston Bachelard (1884 - 1962)

Source: The Poetics of Reverie, Pages: 17

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A Quote by Gaston Bachelard on reverie, word, dream, writing, pen, and page

Doesn't reverie ramify the sentence which has been begun? 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. If only one could write for himself alone.

Gaston Bachelard (1884 - 1962)

Source: The Poetics of Reverie, Pages: 17

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A Quote by Gaston Bachelard on memory, childhood, image, dream, and reverie

If there is any realm where distinction is especially difficult, it is the realm of childhood memories, the realm of beloved images harbored in memory since childhood. These memories which live by the image and in virtue of the image become, at certain times of our lives and particularly during the quiet age, the origin and matter of a complex reverie: the memory dreams, and reverie remembers.

Gaston Bachelard (1884 - 1962)

Source: The Poetics of Reverie, Pages: 20

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A Quote by Gaston Bachelard on solitude, dream, and memory

A pretext--not a cause--is sufficient for us to enter the "solitary situation", the situation of the dreaming solitude. In this solitude, memories arrange themselves in tableaux. Decor takes precedence over drama. Sad memories take on at least the peace of melancholy.

Gaston Bachelard (1884 - 1962)

Source: The Poetics of Reverie, Pages: 14

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A Quote by Gaston Bachelard on dream, passion, life, night, and solitude

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.

Gaston Bachelard (1884 - 1962)

Source: The Poetics of Reverie, Pages: 14

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A Quote by Gaston Bachelard on dream

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Very often, I confess, the teller of dreams bores me. His dream could perhaps interest me if it were frankly worked on. But to hear a glorious tale of his insanity! I have not yet clarified, psychoanalytically, this boredom during the recital of other people's dreams. Perhaps I have retained the stiffness of a rationalist. I do not follow the tale of justified incoherence docilely. I always suspect that part of the stupidities being recounted are invented.

Gaston Bachelard (1884 - 1962)

Source: The Poetics of Reverie, Pages: 11

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