“(…) all really inhabited space bears the essence of the notion of home. In the course of this work, we shall see that the imagination functions in this direction whenever the human being has found the slightest shelter: we shall see the imagination build “walls” of impalpable shadows, comfort itself with the illusion of protection—or, just the contrary, tremble behind thick walls, mistrust the staunchest ramparts. In short, in the most interminable of dialectics, the sheltered being gives perceptible limits to his shelter.”
— An except from The Poetics of Space byGaston Bachelard. Trans. by Maria Jolas. Boston: Beacon Press, 1994.
(Source: rimeswriting)
