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The repose of sleep refreshes only the body. It rarely sets the soul at rest. The repose of the night does not belong to us. It is not the possession of our being. Sleep opens within us an inn for phantoms. In the morning we must sweep out the shadows.

Gaston Bachelard

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Gaston Bachelard
Age: 78 †
Born: 1884
Born: June 27
Died: 1962
Died: October 16
G 巴什拉
G. Bachelard
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Insomnia
Soul
Shadow
Phantoms
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Repose
Sleep
Shadows
Morning
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Sets
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Night
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Doe
Belong
Sweep

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