If things were simple, word would have gotten around.

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

We are all mediators, translators.

I’m no good for anything except taking the world apart and putting it together again (and I manage the latter less and less frequently).

Survival in the conventional sense of the term means to continue to live, but also to live after death.

Within the university... you can study without waiting for any efficient or immediate result. You may search, just for the sake of searching, and try for the sake of trying. So there is a possibility of what I would call playing. It's perhaps the only place within society where play is possible to such an extent.

The only attitude (the only politics--judicial, medical, pedagogical and so forth) I would absolutely condemn is one which, directly or indirectly, cuts off the possibility of an essentially interminable questioning, that is, an effective and thus transforming questioning.