All sorts of things in this world behave like mirrors.

The real is what resists symbolization absolutely.

The narration, in fact, doubles the drama with a commentary without which no mise en scene would be possible.

I think where I am not, therefore I am where I do not think. I am not whenever I am the plaything of my thought; I think of what I am where I do not think to think.

In other words, the man who is born into existence deals first with language; this is a given. He is even caught in it before his birth.

Love means giving something you don't have to someone who doesn't want it.

I identify myself in language, but only by losing myself in it like an object. What is realised in my history is not the past definite of what was, since it is no more, or even the present perfect of what has been in what I am, but the future anterior of what I shall have been for what I am in the process of becoming.