The reveries of two solitary souls prepare the sweetness of loving.

The blank page gives us the right to dream.

The human being taken in his profound reality as well as in his great tension of becoming is a divided being, a being which divides again, having permitted himself the illusion of unity for barely an instant. He divides and then reunites.

Actually, however, life begins less by reaching upward, than by turning upon itself. But what a marvelously insidious, subtle image of life a coiling vital principle would be! And how many dreams the leftward oriented shell, or one that did not conform to the rotation of its species, would inspire!

Man is an imagining being.

The only possible proof of the existence of water, the most convincing and the most intimately true proof, is thirst.

To verify images kills them, and it is always more enriching to imagine than to experience.