It's not easy to see things from the middle, rather than looking down on them from above or up at them from below, or from left to right or right to left: try it, you'll see that everything changes.

Reading something from beginning to end. That is reading with love.

Underneath all reason lies delirium and drift.

Only thought is capable of inventing the fiction of a State that is universal by right, of elevation the State to the level of de jure universality

A concept is a brick. It can be used to build a courthouse of reason. Or it can be thrown through the window.

The problem is no longer getting people to express themselves, but providing little gaps of solitude and silence in which they might eventually find something to say. Repressive forces don’t stop people from expressing themselves, but rather, force them to express themselves. What a relief to have nothing to say, the right to say nothing, because only then is there a chance of framing the rare, or ever rarer, the thing that might be worth saying.

There's no need to fear or hope, but only to look for new weapons.