“All our language is composed of brief little dreams; and the wonderful thing is that we sometimes make of them strangely accurate and marvelously reasonable thoughts.  What should we be without the help of that which does not exist?  Very little.  And our unoccupied minds would languish if fables, mistaken notions, abstractions, beliefs, and monsters, hypotheses, and the so-called problems of metaphysics did not people with beings and objectless images our natural depths and darkness.  Myths are the souls of our actions and our loves.  We cannot act without moving towards a phantom. We can love only what we create.” 

—Paul Valéry