There Is Nothing Outside The Text

Surviving - That Is The Other Name Of A Mourning Whose Possibility Is Never To Be Awaited.

I Would Like To Write You So Simply, So Simply, So Simply. Without Having Anything Ever Catch The Eye, Excepting Yours Alone, ... So That Above All The Language Remains Self-evidently Secret, As If It Were Being Invented At Every Step, And As If It Were Burning Immediately

I Have Always Had Trouble Recognizing Myself In The Features Of The Intellectual Playing His Political Role According To The Screenplay That You Are Familiar With And Whose Heritage Deserves To Be Questioned.

I Became The Stage For The Great Argument Between Nietzsche And Rousseau. I Was The Extra Ready To Take On All The Roles.

As Soon As There Is Language, Generality Has Entered The Scene.