The Great Function Of Poetry Is To

We Are Never Real Historians, But Always Near Poets, And Our Emotion Is Perhaps Nothing But An Expression Of A Poetry That Was Lost.

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

A House That Has Been Experienced Is Not An Inert Box. Inhabited Space Transcends Geometrical Space.

Perhaps It Is Even A Good Idea To Stir Up A Rivalry Between Conceptual And Imaginative Activity. In Any Case, One Will Encounter Nothing But Disappointments If He Intends To Make Them Cooperate. The Image Can Not Provide Matter For A Concept. By Giving Stability To The Image, The Concept Would Stifle Its Life.

The Spoken Reverie Of Substances Calls Matter To Birth, To Life, To Spirituality.