I’ve been trying to construct a memory that would let me undo the past, that would amplify it and destroy it, so that the more I remember and the more I lose myself in the images that remain, the less they have to do with me.

I’m sorry, monsieur, but now this is a criminal proceeding. It’s out of your hands.” That night I didn’t understand how my story could stop belonging to me

You were as much a victim of the violence you inflicted as of the violence you endured.

Macron, Hollande, Valls, El Khomri, Hirsch, Sarkozy, Bertrand, Chirac. The history of your suffering bears these names. Your life story is the history of one person after another beating you down. The history of your body is the history of these names, one after another, destroying you. The history of your body stands as an accusation against political history