Evil is the interruption of a truth by the pressure of particular or individual interests.

The absolute contingency of the encounter takes on the appearance of destiny. The declaration of love marks the transition from chance to destiny and that's why it is so perilous and so burdened with a kind of horrifying stage fright.

Love can only consist in failure...on the fallacious assumption that it is a relationship. But it is not. It is a production of truth.

The ethic of truth is the complete opposite of an 'ethics of communication'. It is an ethic of the Real The ethic of truth is absolutely opposed to opinion, and to ethics in general.

Love is not a contract between two narcissists.

Those who have nothing have only their discipline.

For a politics of emancipation, the enemy that is to be feared most is not repression at the hands of the established order. It is the interiority of nihilism, and the unbounded cruelty that can come with its emptiness.