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

Writings scatter to the winds blank checks in an insane charge. And were they not such flying leaves, there would be no purloined letters.

The evil eye is the fascinum, it is that which has the effect of arresting movement and, literally, of killing life. At the moment the subject stops, suspending his gesture, he is mortified. This anti-life, anti-movement function of the terminal point is the fascinum, and it is precisely one of the dimensions in which the power of the gaze is exercised directly.

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

My thesis is that the moral law is articulated with relation to the real as such, to the real insofar as it can be the guarantee of the Thing.

I am there where it is spoken that the universe is a defect in the purity of non-being.

All sorts of things in this world behave like mirrors.