Builder of cathedrals and air castles

“The work [of literature] always means: not knowing that art exists already, not knowing that there is already a world.”

“now when it’s evening

“And I too wanted to make our bed everywhere with lost edges where the land can be the sea and close its sheets of waters on us.”

Duras, Six Films (Le Navire Night)

“I am no longer present, I am a thousand pencils, I don’t want to know what they write, I want to disappear amid their motion, which I no longer understand.”

“You can write only if you know how to reflect endlessly, mathematically, asking yourself, What’s the name of this thing I am seeing and that I have never before seen? It takes time.” —Hélène Cixous

« Mais c’est dans la ténèbre, et comme ténèbre lui-même, que le corps a été conçu »

“For one must speak of love in the same way as one must love—in the first person. […] l will therefore say I at my own risk and peril. But, dear reader, know this: l will say I in your name.”

“Anonymity is as gentle as a dream. I need that dream.”

“We comfort ourselves by reliving memories… by recalling these memories [of home], we add to our store of dreams; we are never real historians, but always near poets, and our emotion is perhaps nothing but an expression of a poetry that was lost.”

Дерево і кішка (1983) dir. Evgeniy Sivokon

In the early hours, Derrida: “Tell me, who will ever have photographed a sentence? And its silence of things stifled on the surface? Who will ever have photographed anything other than this silence?”