The lunatic, the lover, and the poet, are of imagination all compact.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I guess the definition of a lunatic is a man surrounded by them.
Thus, the poet's word is beginning to strike forcefully upon the hearts of all men, while absolute men of letters think that they alone live in the real world.
That neither our thoughts, nor passions, nor ideas formed by the imagination, exist without the mind, is what every body will allow.
All thoughts, all passions, all delights Whatever stirs this mortal frame All are but ministers of Love And feed His sacred flame.
Imagination, the traitor of the mind, has taken my solitude and slain it.
Imagination is the eye of the soul.
The poet knows himself only on the condition that things resound in him, and that in him, at a single awakening, they and he come forth together out of sleep.
There are no poetic ideas; only poetic utterances.
The poet gives us his essence, but prose takes the mold of the body and mind.
All are lunatics, but he who can analyze his delusions is called a philosopher.