I would say, if you like, that the party is like an out-moded mathematics...that is to say, the mathematics of Euclid. We need to invent a non-Euclidian mathematics with respect to political discipline.

All resistance is a rupture with what is. And every rupture begins, for those engaged in it, through a rupture with oneself.

Love is not a contract between two narcissists.

Emancipatory politics always consists in making seem possible precisely that which, from within the situation, is declared to be impossible.

There is a kind of serenity in love which is almost a paradise.

In love, fidelity signifies this extended victory: the randomness of an encounter defeated day after day through the invention of what will endure.

Love and politics are the two great figures of social engagement. Politics is enthusiasm with a collective; with love, two people. So love is the minimal form of communism.