“L'imagination m'apportait des délices infinies. En recouvrant ce que les hommes appellent la raison, faudra-t-il regretter de les avoir perdues...? My imagination gave me infinite delight. In recovering what men call reason, do I have to regret the loss of these joys?” MenReasonJoyImaginationLossRegretInfiniteDelightMy ImaginationRecoveringLice Author:Gerard De Nerval
“How have I been able to live so long outside Nature without identifying myself with it? Everything lives, moves, everything corresponds; the magnetic rays, emanating either from myself or from others, cross the limitless chain of created things unimpeded; it is a transparent network that covers the world, and its slender threads communicate themselves by degrees to the planets and stars. Captive now upon earth, I commune with the chorus of the stars who share in my joys and sorrows.” WorldLongAbleEarthMovingJoyStarsSharePlanetsSorrowDegreesCrossesCommunicateChainsRaysThreadLimitlessTransparentChorusCaptivesIdentifyingMagneticSlenderCommunesJoys And Sorrows Author:Gerard De Nerval
