The Poetic Image Exists Apart From Causality.

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!

We Comfort Ourselves By Reliving Memories Of Protection

Written Language Must Be Considered As A Particular Psychic Reality. The Book Is Permanent; It Is An Object In Your Field Of Vision. It Speaks To You With A Monotonous Authority Which Even Its Author Would Not Have. You Are Fairly Obliged To Read What Is Written.

The Past Of The Soul Is So Distant! The Soul Does Not Live On The Edge Of Time. It Finds Its Rest In The Universe Imagined By Reverie.

We Understand Nature By Resisting It.