There are strange flowers of reason to match each error of the senses. Admirable gardens of absurd beliefs, forebodings, obsessions and frenzies. Unknown, ever-changing gods take shape there. Louis Aragon More Quotes by Louis Aragon More Quotes From Louis Aragon Yes, I read. I have that absurd habit. I like beautiful poems, moving poetry, and all the beyond of that poetry. I am extraordinarily sensitive to those poor, marvelous words left in our dark night by a few men I never knew. Louis Aragon darkbeautifulmoving Light is meaningful only in relation to darkness, and truth presupposes error. It is these mingled opposites which people our life, which make it pungent, intoxicating. We only exist in terms of this conflict, in the zone where black and white clash. Louis Aragon black-and-whiteerrorsmeaningful Can the knowledge deriving from reason even begin to compare with knowledge perceptible by sense? Louis Aragon comparereason No more painters, no more scribblers, no more musicians, no more sculptors, no more religions, no more royalists, no more radicals, no more imperialists, no more anarchists, no more socialists, no more communists, no more proletariat, no more democrats, no more republicans, no more bourgeois, no more aristocrats, no more arms, no more police, no more nations, an end at last to all this stupidity, nothing left, nothing at all, nothing, nothing. Louis Aragon musicianpolicestupidity I have no friends, there are only people I love. Louis Aragon no-friendsfriendspeople Love is made by two people, in different kinds of solitude. It can be in a crowd, but in an oblivious crowd. Louis Aragon lovetwopeople Your imagination, my dear fellow, is worth more than you imagine. Louis Aragon imaginationstudentsinspirational We know that the nature of genius is to provide idiots with ideas twenty years later. Louis Aragon natureworksuccess I shall always rebel against any attempt to reduce a human being to a kind of mannequin, whose deeds and questions would be comprehensible like the deeds and gestures of monarchs recorded day after day in official communiques. Six months of a life cannot catalogue the vitality, the activity of an individual; only death stops development and then, what is important is the overall meaning of a life, not the details of that life, edifying to some, scandalous to others. Louis Aragon vitalityrebelimportant There are other relations besides reality, which the mind is capable of grasping and which also are primary, like chance, illusion, the fantastic, the dream. Louis Aragon minddreamreality There are strange flowers of reason to match each error of the senses. Louis Aragon strangeerrorsflower The whole fauna of human fantasies, their marine vegetation, drifts and luxuriates in the dimly lit zones of human activity, as though plaiting thick tresses of darkness. Here, too, appear the lighthouses of the mind, with their outward resemblance to less pure symbols. The gateway to mystery swings open at the touch of human weakness and we have entered the realms of darkness. One false step, one slurred syllable together reveal a man's thoughts. Louis Aragon swingsmarinemen Most people have never known solitude.... But there are a few of the other kind who can go back to their rooms anywhere and close the door on the whole world, and feel that they need never emerge. Louis Aragon solitudedoorspeople Everything that is not me is incomprehensible. Louis Aragon It sometimes happens that pleasure blows anywhere it damn well chooses. Louis Aragon pleasureblowsometimes The painting of tomorrow will use the photographic eye as it has used the human eye. Louis Aragon tomorroweyeuse Photography intervenes in a very strange way. It makes the streets, gates, squares of the city into illustrations of a trashy novel, draws off the banal obviousness of this ancient architecture to inject it with the most pristine intensity. Louis Aragon illustrationsquaresphotography Geniuses are like ocean liners: they should never meet. Louis Aragon geniusoceanshould Fear of error which everything recalls to me at every moment of the flight of my ideas, this mania for control, makes men prefer reason's imagination to the imagination of the senses. And yet it is always the imagination alone which is at work. Louis Aragon errorsmenideas What on earth is modern exegesis up to? Oh, little lazy one! Some red wine and up! Off you go, brandishing your fork, stripped of Ophelia's useless ornaments, fire in your large nostrils, out to rake the muck of metaphors. Louis Aragon lazywinefire
