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Each of us has his own rhythm of suffering.

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As soon as someone dies, frenzied construction of the future (shifting furniture, etc.): futuromania.

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You see the first thing we love is a scene. For love at first sight requires the very sign of its suddenness; and of all things, it is the scene which...more

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…This singular reversal may perhaps proceed from the fact that for us the “subject” (since Christianity) is the one who suffers: where there is a woun...more

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(Love’s atopia, characteristic which causes it to escape all dissertations, would be that *ultimately* it is possible to talk about love only *accordi...more

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Gossip reduces the other to he/she, and this reduction is intolerable to me. For me the other is neither he nor she; the other has only a name of his ...more

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Am I in love? – yes, since I am waiting. The other one never waits. Sometimes I want to play the part of the one who doesn't wait; I try to busy mysel...more

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You see the first thing we love is a scene. For love at first sight requires the very sign of its suddenness; and of all things, it is the scene which...more

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Miseries of a birth.

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Paradoxically (since people say: Work, amuse yourself, see friends) it’s when we’re busy, distracted, sought out, exteriorized, that we suffer most. I...more

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I transform "Work" in its analytic meaning (the Work of Mourning, the Dream-Work) into the real "Work" - of writing.

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Don't say mourning. It's too psychoanalytic. I'm not mourning. I'm suffering.