How much philosophers would learn, if they would consent to read the poets! - Gaston Bachelard

How can secret rooms, rooms that have disappeared, become abodes for an unforgettable past?

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!

Air is the very substance of our freedom, the substance of superhuman joy.... aerial joy is freedom.