We Understand Nature By Resisting It.

Ideas Are Refined And Multiplied In The Commerce Of Minds. In Their Splendor, Images Effect A Very Simple Communion Of Souls.

Why Should The Actions Of The Imagination Not Be As Real As Those Of Perception?

The Characteristic Of Scientific Progress Is Our Knowing That We Did Not Know.

Our Whole Childhood Remains To Be Reimagined. In Reimagining It, We Have The Possibility Of Recovering It In The Very Life Of Our Reveries As A Solitary Child.

Sometimes, When I Am Tired Of So Many Oscillations, I Look For Refuge In A Word Which I Begin To Love For Itself. Resting In The Heart Of Words, Seeing Clearly Into The Cell Of A Word, Feeling That The Word Is The Seed Of A Life, A Growing Dawn... The Poet Vandercammen Says All That In A Line: "a Word Can Be A Dawn And Even A Sure Shelter."