You Are Born Modern, You Do Not

Deep Down, No One Really Believes They Have A Right To Live. But This Death Sentence Generally Stays Tucked Away, Hidden Beneath The Difficulty Of Living. If That Difficulty Is Removed From Time To Time, Death Is Suddenly There, Unintelligibly.

As The End Of The Century Approaches, All Our Culture Is Like The Culture Of Flies At The Beginning Of Winter. Having Lost Their Agility, Dreamy And Demented, They Turn Slowly About The Window In The First Icy Mists Of Morning. They Give Themselves A Last Wash And Brush-up, Their Oscillated Eyes Roll, And They Fall Down The Curtains.

At Male Strip Shows, It Is Still The Women That We Watch, The Audience Of Women And Their Eager Faces. They Are More Obscene Than If They Were Dancing Naked Themselves.

Never Resist A Sentence You Like, In Which Language Takes Its Own Pleasure And In Which, After Having Abused It For So Long, You Are Stupefied By Its Innocence.

In The Same Way That We Need Statesmen To Spare Us The Abjection Of Exercising Power, We Need Scholars To Spare Us The Abjection Of Learning.