More Quotes by Louis Aragon
Language was not given to man: he seized it.
The painting of tomorrow will use the photographic eye as it has used the human eye.
It sometimes happens that pleasure blows anywhere it damn well chooses.
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.
I have no friends, there are only people I love.
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.
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.
Can the knowledge deriving from reason even begin to compare with knowledge perceptible by sense?
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.
We know that the nature of genius is to provide idiots with ideas twenty years later.
