All the senses awaken and fall into harmony in poetic reverie. Poetic reverie listens to this polyphony of the senses, and the poetic consciousness must record it.

The reverie would not last if it were not nourished by the images of the sweetness of living, by the illusions of happiness.

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

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

Childhood lasts all through life. It returns to animate broad sections of adult life... Poets will help us to find this living childhood within us, this permanent, durable immobile world.

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

In contrast to a dream a reverie cannot be recounted. To be communicated, it must be written, written with emotion and taste, being relived all the more strongly because it is being written down. Here, we are touching the realm of written love. It is going out of fashion, but the benefits remain. There are still souls for whom love is the contact of two poetries, the fusion of two reveries.