I never give in to the temptation to be difficult just for the sake of being difficult. That would be too ridiculous.

I speak only one language, and it is not my own.

To pretend, I actually do the thing: I have therefore only pretended to pretend.

There is no rigorous and effective deconstruction without the faithful memory of philosophies and literatures, without the respectful and competent reading of texts of the past, as well as singular works of our own time. Deconstruction is also a certain thinking about tradition and context. Mark Taylor evokes this with great clarity in the course of a remarkable introduction. He reconstitutes a set of premises without which no deconstruction could have seen the light of day.

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.

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

What cannot be said above all must not be silenced but written.