More Quotes by Louis Aragon
Can the knowledge deriving from reason even begin to compare with knowledge perceptible by sense?
Love is made by two people, in different kinds of solitude. It can be in a crowd, but in an oblivious crowd.
There are strange flowers of reason to match each error of the senses.
For each man there awaits a particular image capable of annihilating the entire universe.
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.
Reality is the apparent absence of contradiction. The marvelous is the eruption of contradiction within the real.
The painting of tomorrow will use the photographic eye as it has used the human eye.
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.
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.
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.
