We comfort ourselves by reliving memories of protection

I am alone so I dream of the being who has cured my solitude, who would be cured by solitudes. With its life, it brought me the idealizations of life, all the idealizations which give life a double, which lead life toward it summits, which make the dreamer too live by splitting.

When we are children, people show us so many things that we lose the profound sense of seeing... And just how could adults show us the world they have lost! They know; they think they know; they say they know.

One must live to build one's house, and not build one's house to live in.

Words, in their distant past, have the past of my reveries.

The blank page gives us the right to dream.

Daydream transports the dreamer outside the immediate world to a world that bears the mark of infinity.