When the image is new, the world is new.

Our whole childhood remains to be reimagined. In reimagining it, we have the possibility of recovering it in the very life of our reveries as a solitary child.

The philosophy of poetry must acknowledge that the poetic act has no past, at least no recent past, in which its preparation and appearance could be followed.

Two half philosophers will probably never a whole metaphysician make.

A special kind of beauty exists which is born in language, of language, and for language.

It will always be a fact that the woman is the person one idealizes, also the person who wishes his idealization.

The repose of sleep refreshes only the body. It rarely sets the soul at rest. The repose of the night does not belong to us. It is not the possession of our being. Sleep opens within us an inn for phantoms. In the morning we must sweep out the shadows.