There exists, between people in love, a kind of capital held by each. This is not just a stock of affects or pleasure, but also the possibility of playing double or quits with the share you hold in the other's heart.
Jean BaudrillardOne has never said better how much "humanism", "normality", "quality of life" were nothing but the vicissitudes of profitability.
Jean BaudrillardIt is the real, and not the map, whose vestiges subsist here and there, in the deserts which are no longer those of the Empire but our own: The desert of the real itself.
Jean Baudrillard