Obsessional does not necessarily mean sexual obsession, not even obsession for this, or for that in particular; to be an obsessional means to find oneself caught in a mechanism, in a trap increasingly demanding and endless.

Aside from that reservation, a fictive tale even has the advantage of manifesting symbolic necessity more purely to the extent that we may believe its conception arbitrary.

Writings scatter to the winds blank checks in an insane charge. And were they not such flying leaves, there would be no purloined letters.

All sorts of things in this world behave like mirrors.

The best image to sum up the unconscious is Baltimore in the early morning.

The only thing of which one can be guilty is of having given ground relative to one's desire.

The unconscious is the discourse of the Other.