Frases de Gaston Bachelard

“Imaginar é subir um tom na realidade.”

“A morte é, em primeiro lugar, uma imagem, permanece uma imagem. Só pode ser consciente em nós caso se exprima, e só se pode exprimir por metáforas.”

“Para ser feliz, é necessário pensar na felicidade de um outro.”

“Não se encontra o espaço, é sempre necessário construí-lo.”

“As imagens imaginadas são antes sublimações dos arquétipos do que reproduções da realidade.”

“É preciso que a imaginação seja demasiada para que o pensamento tenha o bastante.”

“A linguagem está nos postos de comando da imaginação.”

“A imaginação não é mais do que a pessoa arrebatada nas coisas.”

“O homem é a criação do desejo e não a criação da necessidade.”

“Pelas suas técnicas prodigiosas, o homem ultrapassa, ao que parece, os contextos do seu próprio pensamento.”

“As grandes paixões preparam-se em grandes devaneios.”

“Todo o conhecimento é uma resposta a uma pergunta.”

“A água anônima sabe todos os segredos. A mesma lembrança sai de todas as fontes.”

“Que amargor há no coração de um ser que a doçura corrói”

“Só pode ficar duro concentrando-se em si, maltratando os próprios ímpetos, todos os preguiçosos impulsos do vegetalismo verde e tenro”

“A «razão humana», assim como o «raio do electrão», são apenas resumos estatísticos.”

“Compreendemos a natureza resistindo-lhe.”

“Para ensinarmos um aluno a inventar precisamos mostrar-lhe que ele já possui a capacidade de descobrir”

“Conheço uma tristeza com cheiro de abacaxi, sou menos triste, sou mais docemente triste.”

“A conquista do supérfluo provoca uma excitação espiritual superior à conquista do necessário.”

“Com os seres vivos, parece que a natureza se exercita no artificialismo. A vida destila e filtra.”

“Face á realidade, o que julgamos saber claramente ofusca o que deveríamos saber.”

“Quem acha sem procurar é quem longamente buscou sem encontrar.”

“O real não é nunca aquilo em que se poderia acreditar, mas é sempre aquilo em que deveríamos ter pensado.”

“O pensamento puro deve começar por uma recusa da vida. O primeiro pensamento claro, é o pensamento do nada.”

“Imaginar é aumentar o real em um tom.”

“Devo dizer: a casa abriga devaneios, a casa protege o sonhador, a casa permite sonhar em paz.”

“To feel most beautifully alive means to be reading something beautiful, ready always to apprehend in the flow of language the sudden flash of poetry.”

“We are never real historians, but always near poets, and our emotion is perhaps nothing but an expression of a poetry that was lost.”

“I am a dreamer of words, of written words. I think I am reading; a word stops me. I leave the page. The syllables of the word begin to move around. Stressed accents begin to invert. The word abandons its meaning like an overload which is too heavy and prevents dreaming. Then words take on other meanings as if they had the right to be young. And the words wander away, looking in the nooks and crannies of vocabulary for new company, bad company.”

“Rilke wrote: 'These trees are magnificent, but even more magnificent is the sublime and moving space between them, as though with their growth it too increased.”

“When the image is new, the world is new.”

“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.”

“It is better to live in a state of impermanence than in one of finality.”

“We must listen to poets.”

“The reveries of two solitary souls prepare the sweetness of loving.”

“A special kind of beauty exists which is born in language, of language, and for language.”

“If I were asked to name the chief benefit of the house, I should say: the house shelters day-dreaming, the house protects the dreamer, the house allows one to dream in peace.”

“Man is a creation of desire, not a creation of need.”

“To live life well is to express life poorly; if one expresses life too well, one is living it no longer.”

“The reflected world is the conquest of calm”

“Poetry is one of the destinies of speech…. One would say that the poetic image, in its newness, opens a future to language.”

“Ideas are invented only as correctives to the past. Through repeated rectifications of this kind one may hope to disengage an idea that is valid.”

“True poetry is a function of awakening. It awakens us, but it must retain the memory of previous dreams.”

“Reverie is not a mind vacuum. It is rather the gift of an hour which knows the plenitude of the soul.”

“To disappear into deep water or to disappear toward a far horizon, to become part of depth of infinity, such is the destiny of man that finds its image in the destiny of water.”

“Words … are little houses, each with its cellar and garret. Common sense lives on the ground floor, always ready to engage in ‘foreign commerce’ on the same level as the others, as the passers-by, who are never dreamers. To go upstairs in the word house is to withdraw step by step; while to go down to the cellar is to dream, it is losing oneself in the distant corridors of an obscure etymology, looking for treasures that cannot be found in words. To mount and descend in the words themselves—this is a poet’s life. To mount too high or descend too low is allowed in the case of poets, who bring earth and sky together.”

“Childhood lasts all through life. It returns to animate broad sections of adult life…. Poets will help us to find this living childhood within us, this permanent, durable immobile world.”

“There is no original truth, only original error.”

“Two half philosophers will probably never a whole metaphysician make.”

“The subconscious is ceaselessly murmuring, and it is by listening to these murmurs that one hears the truth.”

“A man is a man to the extent that he is a superman. A man should be defined by the sum of those tendencies which impel him to surpass the human condition.”

“The mollusk's motto would be: one must live to build one's house, and not build one's house to live in.”

“The repose of sleep refreshes only the body. It rarely sets the soul at rest. The repose of the night does not belong to us. It is not the possession of our being. Sleep opens within us an inn for phantoms. In the morning we must sweep out the shadows.”

“Literary imagination is an aesthetic object offered by a writer to a lover of books.”

“Ideas are refined and multiplied in the commerce of minds. In their splendor, images effect a very simple communion of souls.”