Beyond the touchline there is nothing.

I believe in the value of the book, which keeps something irreplaceable, and in the necessity of fighting to secure its respect.

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

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

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.

Psychoanalysis has taught that the dead – a dead parent, for example – can be more alive for us, more powerful, more scary, than the living. It is the question of ghosts.

Peace is only possible when one of the warring sides takes the first step, the hazardous initiative, the risk of opening up dialogue, and decides to make the gesture that will lead not only to an armistice but to peace.