External images act on me, transmit movement to me, and I return movement: how could images be in my consciousness since I am myself image, that is, movement?

A creator is someone who creates their own impossibilities, and thereby creates possibilities.

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

Write, form a rhizome, increase your territory by deterritorialization, extend the line of flight to the point where it becomes an abstract machine covering the entire plane of consistency.

Psychoanalysts are bent on producing man abstractly, that is to say ideologically, for culture. It is Oedipus who produces man in this fashion and who gives a structure to the false movement of infinite progression and regression

My eye, my brain, are images, parts of my body. How could my brain contain images since it is one image among others?

The fundamental problem of political philosophy is still precisely the one that Spinoza saw so clearly (and that Wilhelm Reich rediscovered): Why do men fight for their servitude as stubbornly as though it were their salvation?