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Through art alone are we able to emerge from ourselves, to know what another person sees of a universe which is not that same as our own and of which, without art, the landscapes would remain as unknown to us as those that may exist on the moon.

An hour is not merely an hour, it is a vase full of scents and sounds and projects and climates, and what we call reality is a certain connection between these immediate sensations and the memories which envelop us simultaneously with them -- a connection that is suppressed in a simple cinematographic vision, which just because it professes to confine itself to the truth in fact departs widely from it --