The I Is Always In The Field

The Best Image To Sum Up The Unconscious Is Baltimore In The Early Morning.

The I Is Always In The Field Of The Other.

Writings Scatter To The Winds Blank Checks In An Insane Charge. And Were They Not Such Flying Leaves, There Would Be No Purloined Letters.

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.

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.