Only thought which does violence to itself is hard enough to shatter myth.
There is no right life in the wrong one.
True thoughts are those alone which do not understand themselves.
As a constellation, theoretical thought circles the concept it would like to unseal, hoping that it may fly open like the lock of a well-guarded safe-deposit box: in response, not to a single key or a single number, but to a combination of numbers
There is no true life within a false life.
The recent past always presents itself as if destroyed by catastrophes.