Contrary to what phenomenology- which is always phenomenology of perception- has tried to make us believe, contrary to what our desire cannot fail to be tempted into believing, the thing itself always escapes.

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

Whatever precautions you take so the photograph will look like this or that, there comes a moment when the photograph surprises you. It is the other's gaze that wins out and decides.

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).

If I only did what I can do, I wouldn't do anything

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.

Actually, when I write, there is a feeling of necessity, of something that is stronger than myself that demands that I must write as I write.