Imagine the amazing good fortune of the generation that gets to see the end of the world. This is as marvelous as being there in the beginning.

If you say, I love you, then you have already fallen in love with language, which is already a form of break up and infidelity.

Here in the U.S., culture is not that delicious panacea which we Europeans consume in a sacramental mental space and which has its own special columns in the newspapers - and in people's minds. Culture is space, speed, cinema, technology. This culture is authentic, if anything can be said to be authentic.

The desert is a natural extension of the inner silence of the body. If humanity's language, technology, and buildings are an extension of its constructive faculties, the desert alone is an extension of its capacity for absence, the ideal schema of humanity's disappearance.

Challenge, and not desire, lies at the heart of seduction.

It is not enough for theory to describe and analyze, it must itself be an event in the universe it describes.

At the heart of pornography is sexuality haunted by its own disappearance.