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

Nobody knows that in reading we are re-living our temptations to be a poet. All readers who have a certain passion for reading, nurture and repress, through reading, the desire to become a writer...In this admiration, which goes beyond the passivity of contemplative attitudes, the joy of reading appears to be the reflection of the joy of writing, as though the reader were the writer's ghost.

"What a concentration of images in Pasternak's swallow's nest! And, in reality, why should we stop building and molding the world's clay about our own shelters? Mankind's nest, like his world, is never finished. And imagination helps us to continue it. A poet cannot leave such a great image as this, nor, to be more exact, can such an image leave its poet. Boris Pasternak also wrote "Man himself is mute, and it is the image that speaks. For it is obvious that the image alone can keep pace with nature.

True poetry is a function of awakening. It awakens us, but it must retain the memory of previous dreams.