Where is the Idea?

"To Write a single line, you need to see cities, men and things. You need to know animals, sense how birds fly, and know how flower open up in the morning. You must recall trails in unknown lands, unexpected encounters, departures announced in advance, childhood days still shrouded in mystery, mornings by the sea, the sea itself, distant seas, night-time journeys high in the sky beneath the stars. Knowing how to do that is not enough. You must have memories of many different nights of love. You must have known the dying, sat with the dead in the bedroom, with window open and the sound coming in bursts. Having memories is not enough. Forget them if they are too numerous and wait patiently for them to return. For memories are not yet that. When the become our blood, our gaze, our gestures, when they finally become part of us, at that point, very rarely, the first word of a line rises up from among them." From Clara and Moi, French Movies