I am one of those marranes who no longer say they are Jews even in the secret of their own hearts.
No one gets angry at a mathematician or a physicist whom he or she doesn’t understand, or at someone who speaks a foreign language, but rather at someone who tampers with your own language.
Still today, I cannot cross the threshold of a teaching institution without physical symptoms, in my chest and my stomach, of discomfort or anxiety. And yet I have never left school.
Who ever said that one was born just once?
It is to have a compulsive, repetitive, and nostalgic desire for the archive, an irrepressible desire to return to the origin, a homesickness, a nostalgia for the return to the most archaic place of absolute commencement.
Beauty only happens once.
Each time this identity announces itself, someone or something cries: Look out for the trap, youre caught. Take off, get free, disengage yourself.
Cinema plus Psychoanalysis equals the Science of Ghosts.
In a language, in the system of language, there are only differences. Therefore, a taxonomical operation an undertake the systematic, statistical, and classificatory inventory of a language.
There is nothing outside the text.
The traditional statement about language is that it is in itself living, and that writing is the dead part of language.
I am like a child ready for the apocalypse, I am the apocalypse itself, that is to say, the ultimate and first event of the end, the unveiling and the verdict.
These critics organize and practice in my case a sort of obsessive personality cult which philosophers should know how to question and above all, to moderate.
If this work seems so threatening, this is because it isn’t simply eccentric or strange, but competent, rigorously argued, and carrying conviction.
As soon as there is language, generality has entered the scene.
The first problem of the media is posed by what does not get translated, or even published in the dominant political languages.
Peace is only possible when one of the warring sides takes the first step, the hazardous initiative, the risk of opening up dialogue, and decides to make the gesture that will lead not only to an armistice but to peace.
The circle of the return to birth can only remain open, but this is a chance, a sign of life, and a wound.
I became the stage for the great argument between Nietzsche and Rousseau. I was the extra ready to take on all the roles.
Why is it the philosopher who is expected to be easier and not some scientist who is even more inaccessible?