While desire focuses on the other, always in a somewhat fetishist manner, on a particular object, like breasts, buttocks and cock... love focuses on the very being of the other, on the other as it has erupted, fully armed with its being, into my life thus disrupted and re-fashioned.

It is indeed the case that we philosophers work at night, after the day of the true becoming of a new truth. Yes, we hope, we believe that one day the ‘bright obvious’ will rise up motionless, in the stellar coldness of its ultimate form. It will be the last stage of philosophy, the absolute Idea, the complete revelation. But this does not come to pass.

The audacity of thought is not to repeat ‘to the limit’ that which is already entirely retained within the situation which the limit limits; the audacity of thought consists in crossing a space where nothing is given. We must learn once more how to succeed.

Our miniscule action may seem equivalent to inaction. But the courage to held steady in this equivalence enables us to the be the political subject of this new era.

The world is full of new developments and love must also be something that innovates. Risk and adventure must be re-invented against safety and comfort.

In political practice, we must be both ‘the arrow and the bull’s eye’, because the old worldview is also still present within us.

To love is to struggle, beyond solitude, with everything in the world that can animate existence. This world where I see for myself the fount of happiness my being with someone else brings. “I love you” becomes: in this world where there is the fount you are for my life. In the water from this fount, I see our bliss, yours first.

A truth is not something that is constructed in a garden of roses.

In the ordinal view, number is thought as a link in a chain, it is an element of a total order. In the cardinal view, it is rather the mark of a ‘pure quantity’ obtained through the abstraction of domains of objects having ‘the same quantity’. The ordinal number is thought according to the schema of a sequence, the cardinal number, according to that of a measurement.

Love what you will never believe twice.