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.

Empirical description involves enslavement to the object by decreeing passivity on the part of the subject.

One doesn't read poetry while thinking of other things.

It is better to live in a state of impermanence than in one of finality.

Through imagination, thanks to the subtleties of the irreality function, we re-enter the world of confidence, the world of the confident being, which is the proper world for reverie.

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.

Reverie is not a mind vacuum. It is rather the gift of an hour which knows the plenitude of the soul.