Monsters cannot be announced. One cannot say: 'Here are our monsters,' without immediately turning the monsters into pets.

As soon as there is language, generality has entered the scene.

I always dream of a pen that would be a syringe.

Everything is arranged so that it be this way, this is what is called culture.

I say things that contradict each other, that are in real tension with each other, that compose me, that make me live, and that will make me die.

It is to have a compulsive, repetitive, and nostalgic desire for the archive, an irrepressible desire to return to the origin, a homesickness, a nostalgia for the return to the most archaic place of absolute commencement

Such a caring for death, an awakening that keeps vigil over death, a conscience that looks death in the face, is another name for freedom.