The language of psychiatry, which is a monologue by reason about madness, could only have come into existence in such a silence.

Do not ask who I am and do not ask me to remain the same. More than one person, doubtless like me, writes in order to have no face.

The imaginary is not formed in opposition to reality as its denial or compensation; it grows among signs, from book to book, in the interstice of repetitions and commentaries; it is born and takes shape in the interval between books. It is the phenomena of the library.

It is meaningless to speak in the name of - or against - Reason, Truth, or Knowledge.

I belong to that generation who, as students, had before their eyes, and were limited by, a horizon consisting of Marxism, phenomenology and existentialism. For me the break was first Beckett's Waiting for Godot, a breathtaking performance.

there is no glory in punishing

One cannot attend to oneself, take care of oneself, without a relationship to another person.