Gérard De Nerval Quotes
I have seen so many lands vanish in my wake, torn down like stage sets. What survives of them? An image as fleeting as a dream: whatever beauties I discovered, I already knew by heart.
Childhood memories surge back more vividly midway through life – like some palimpsest whose original text suddenly reappears after the manuscript has been chemically treated.
Don’t wait up for me tonight, for the night will be black and white.
The last madness I’ll probably persist in is to believe myself a poet: it will be up to the critics to cure me.
It is impossible for a Parisian to resist the desire to flick through the old volumes laid out by a books
