With a fifth part of her nectar [she] has imbued [them]. — It is said that the bee carries between its legs a nectary that changes into honey the dust on flowers. What has been imagined of a liquor that changes even lead into gold; the juice of herbs used in enchantments.
Other writers place their thoughts before our attention. These engrave theirs in our memory. They have a language that is supremely a friend to memory. And this is not through a mechanism, but, if I may put it so, through its spirituality. Words, things: for these writers, figures come from the former, images from the latter.
An image rises from all realities.
In their eyes, words have a figure, colors. One harmony calls forth another. This separation that [is] between their words is between their thoughts. Their ideas do not chain themselves together; they enter into relation like the stars in the sky.
January 25.
For light alone is perhaps still more beautiful than colors.
Let us posit... that the character of poetry is a supreme clarity.
“A burning word,” from Cicero. An expression too vivid, all hot and coming out of the fire, so to speak.
Never to touch a string without drawing some beautiful sound from it.
January 26.
Lines of verse must be of glass, either diaphanous or colored: diaphanous when they give only a view of the soul; colored when they show its passions, which are its alterations (and its ardors, so to speak) — (flame has colors) — or when they allow one to perceive the colors with which the mind of man is dyed.
... because they wound taste in a manner that has not yet been condemned, and because they have ridiculous traits that as yet have no name. So it is that, through gaps in legislation or the subtlety of certain vices, there are unpunished crimes, wrongs that are not avenged.
— is one of those minds that are mistaken for a long time — or — that, when they are mistaken, are mistaken for a long time to come.
Through this style — It is noise and movement that one makes for oneself.
To mold lightly. Air molds itself lightly. What holds on to form so strongly must not be spiritual enough.
He always speaks of criticism as a priesthood, pursues the dissenters.
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The Notebooks of Joseph Joubert, Volume II · Book Mode · Diotimos