Why Should The Actions Of The Imagination

An Excess Of Childhood Is The Germ Of A Poem.

Every Corner In A House, Every Angle In A Room, Every Inch Of Secluded Space In Which We Like To Hide, Or Withdraw Into Ourselves, Is A Symbol Of Solitude For The Imagination; That Is To Say, It Is The Germ Of A Room, Or Of A House.

He Who Ceases To Learn Cannot Adequately Teach.

The Repose Of Sleep Refreshes Only The Body. It Rarely Sets The Soul At Rest.

Ideas Are Invented Only As Correctives To The Past. Through Repeated Rectification Of This Kind One May Hope To Disengage An Idea That Is Valid.