There is no original truth, only original error.
The subconscious is ceaselessly murmuring, and it is by listening to these murmurs that one hears its truth.
In our life as a civilized person in the industrial age, we are invaded by objects; how could an object have a "force" when it no longer has individuality?
At all times and in all fields the explanation by fire is a rich explanation.
We must listen to poets.
Childhood knows unhappiness through men. In solitude, it can relax its aches. When the human world leaves him in peace, the child feels like the son of the cosmos.