"عندما تبصقُ ريشتي.. أفكّرُ خطأ، من يستطيع أن يعيد لي محبرة الطفولة؟". - Gaston Bachelard

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

Poetry, rather than being a phenomenology of the mind, is a phenomenology of the soul.

But shall I have the strength to write this book? For there is a great distance between the words we speak uninhibitedly to a friendly audience and the discipline needed to write a book. When we are lecturing, we become animated by the joy of teaching and, at times, our words think for us. But to write a book requires really serious reflection.