Ideas are refined and multiplied in the commerce of minds. In their splendor, images effect a very simple communion of souls.

There are reveries so deep, reveries which help us descend so deeply within ourselves that they rid us of our history. They liberate us from our name. These solitudes of today return us to the original solitudes.

Cosmic reveries separate us from project reveries. They situate us in a world and not in a society. The cosmic reverie possesses a sort of stability or tranquility. It helps us escape time. It is a state.

Irony gives us, at little expense, the impression that we are experienced psychologists.

Here we are at the very core of the thesis we wish to defend in the present essay: reverie is under the sign of the anima. When the reverie is truly profound, the being who comes to dream within us is our anima. For a philosopher who takes his inspiration from phenomenology, a reverie on reverie is very exactly a phenomenology of the anima, and it is by coordinating reveries on reverie that he hopes to constitute a "Poetics of reverie". In other words, the poetics of reverie is a poetics of the anima.

A house that has been experienced is not an inert box. Inhabited space transcends geometrical space.

Poetry is one of the destinies of speech... One would say that the poetic image, in its newness, opens a future to language.