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More Quotes by Louis Aragon
I have no friends, there are only people I love.
The painting of tomorrow will use the photographic eye as it has used the human eye.
We know that the nature of genius is to provide idiots with ideas twenty years later.
There are strange flowers of reason to match each error of the senses.
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.
It sometimes happens that pleasure blows anywhere it damn well chooses.
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.
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.
Your imagination, my dear fellow, is worth more than you imagine.
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.
