The Poetics of Space by Gaston Bachelard
“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.”
“When the image is new, the world is new.”
Jul 9
“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.”
“When the image is new, the world is new.”