All Sorts Of Things In This World

The Reason We Go To Poetry Is Not For Wisdom, But For The Dismantling Of Wisdom

Obsessional Does Not Necessarily Mean Sexual Obsession, Not Even Obsession For This, Or For That In Particular; To Be An Obsessional Means To Find Oneself Caught In A Mechanism, In A Trap Increasingly Demanding And Endless.

The Unconscious Is The Discourse Of The Other.

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.

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.