What does it matter how many lovers you have if none of them gives you the universe?

Since Freud, the center of man is not where we thought it was; one has to go on from there.

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

The best image to sum up the unconscious is Baltimore in the early morning.

The Mirror Stage as formative in the function of the I as revealed in psychoanalytic experience.

I always speak the truth. Not the whole truth, because there's no way, to say it all. Saying it all is literally impossible: words fail. Yet it's through this very impossibility that the truth holds onto the real.

The unconscious is the discourse of the Other.