My Own Words Take Me

Thinking Which Displaces, Or Otherwise Defines, The Sacred Has Been Called Atheistic, And That Philosophy Which Does Not Place It Here Or There, Like A Thing, But At The Joining Of Things And Words, Will Always Be Exposed To This Reproach Without Ever Being Touched By It.

The Body Is To Be Compared, Not To A Physical Object, But Rather To A Work Of Art.

I Am Not In Front Of My Body, I Am In It Or Rather I Am It... If We Can Still Speak Of Interpretation In Relation To The Perception Of One's Own Body, We Shall Have To Say That It Interprets Itself.

The World Is... The Natural Setting Of, And Field For, All My Thoughts And All My Explicit Perceptions.

The Number And Richness Of Man's Signifiers Always Surpasses The Set Of Defined Objects That Could Be Termed Signifieds. The Symbolic Function Must Always Precede Its Object And Does Not Encounter Reality Except When It Precedes It Into The Imaginary.