One Must Always Maintain One's Connection To

If There Is Any Realm Where Distinction Is Especially Difficult, It Is The Realm Of Childhood Memories, The Realm Of Beloved Images Harbored In Memory Since Childhood. These Memories Which Live By The Image And In Virtue Of The Image Become, At Certain Times Of Our Lives And Particularly During The Quiet Age, The Origin And Matter Of A Complex Reverie: The Memory Dreams, And Reverie Remembers.

Any Comparison Diminishes The Expressive Qualities Of The Terms Of The Comparison.

Here We Are At The Very Core Of The Thesis We Wish To Defend In The Present Essay: Reverie Is Under The Sign Of The Anima. When The Reverie Is Truly Profound, The Being Who Comes To Dream Within Us Is Our Anima. For A Philosopher Who Takes His Inspiration From Phenomenology, A Reverie On Reverie Is Very Exactly A Phenomenology Of The Anima, And It Is By Coordinating Reveries On Reverie That He Hopes To Constitute A "poetics Of Reverie". In Other Words, The Poetics Of Reverie Is A Poetics Of The Anima.

A Word Is A Bud Attempting To Become A Twig. How Can One Not Dream While Writing? It Is The Pen Which Dreams. The Blank Page Gives The Right To Dream.

How Is It Possible Not To Feel That There Is Communication Between Our Solitude As A Dreamer And The Solitudes Of Childhood? And It Is No Accident That, In A Tranquil Reverie, We Often Follow The Slope Which Returns Us To Our Childhood Solitudes.