We emphasize that such a form of communication is not absent in man, however evanescent a naturally given object may be for him, split as it is in its submission to symbols.

Love means giving something you don't have to someone who doesn't want it.

All sorts of things in this world behave like mirrors.

What does it matter how many lovers you have if none of them gives you the universe?

The I is always in the field of the Other.

I think where I am not, therefore I am where I do not think. I am not whenever I am the plaything of my thought; I think of what I am where I do not think to think.

Meaning is produced not only by the relationship between the signifier and the signified but also, crucially, by the position of the signifiers in relation to other signifiers.

The reason we go to poetry is not for wisdom, but for the dismantling of wisdom

The only thing of which one can be guilty is of having given ground relative to one's desire.

The real is what resists symbolization absolutely.

The unconscious is the discourse of the Other.

End? No, the journey doesn't end here. Death is just another path. One that we all must take.

The man up there raged aloud in two languages, and with a sincerity in his fury that almost convinced me I had, in some way, sinned against the harmony of the universe

Are ALL men bad?Oh, all of them, my dear, all of them, without any exception. And they never grow any better. Men become old, but they never become good..

Every time you enter a library you might say to yourself, "The world is quiet here, " as a sort of pledge proclaiming reading to be the greater good.

Chicago was started by a bunch of New Yorkers who said "Gee I'm enjoying the crime and the poverty but it just isn't cold enough."

Finishing books - and leaving the world you've created - is always a kind of emotionally wrenching experience. I usually cry.

My main focus is to try to give myself time to heal...Forgiveness takes time. It is the last step of the grieving process.

An aphorism? Fire without flames. Understandable that no one tries to warm himself at it.

Genuine brokenness pleases God more than pretend spirituality.

We care too much about what happens to be there as a result of history. I worry even more that we care too much for the past and not enough for the present and the near present.