“A rock pile ceases to be a rock pile the moment a single man contemplates it, bearing within him the image of a cathedral.” Antoine de Saint-Exupéry once wrote in Flight To Arass. The book is a recollection of the days during Second World War when a handfull of French pilots continued fighting the Germans even as the fall of France was immanent, and speaks to the potency of hope imbued in imagination, metaphor, and spiritual life. The will to create and the soul are intimately linked.
