Our house is our corner of the world. As has often been said, it is our first universe, a real cosmos in every sense of the word.
We comfort ourselves by reliving memories of protection. Something closed must retain our memories, while leaving them their original value as images. Memories of the outside world will never have the same tonality as those of home and, by recalling these memories, we add to our store of dreams; we are never real historians, but always near poets.
Gaston Bachelard·1958Our house is our corner of the world. As has often been said, it is our first universe, a real cosmos in every sense of the word.
Gaston Bachelard·1958We comfort ourselves by reliving memories of protection. Something closed must retain our memories, while leaving them their original value as images. Memories of the outside world will never have the same tonality as those of home and, by recalling these memories, we add to our store of dreams; we are never real historians, but always near poets.
Siddhartha GautamaMake an island of yourself, make yourself your refuge; there is no other refuge. Make truth your island, make truth your refuge; there is no other refuge.
