Original: «We comfort ourselves by reliving memories of protection. Something closed must retain our memories, while leaving them their original value as images. Memories of the outside world will never have the same tonality as those of home and, by recalling these memories, we add to our store of dreams; we are never real historians, but always near poets, and our emotion is perhaps nothing but an expression of a poetry that was lost».
Fuente: The Poetics of Space. Gaston Bachelard. Traducido por María Jolas. Contribuidores Mark Z. Danielewski, Richard Kearney. Editorial Penguin, 2014. ISBN 9780698170438. https://books.google.es/books?id=tN3bAwAAQBAJ&printsec=frontcover&dq=The+Poetics+of+Space&hl=es&sa=X&ved=0ahUKEwjO-NaqosPgAhUDWhoKHUTFAugQ6AEIKDAA#v=onepage&q=We%20comfort%20ourselves%20by%20reliving%20memories%20of%20protection.%20Something%20closed%20must%20retain%20our%20&f=false
