“We cannot recall our dreams, they cannot come back to us. If a dream comes – but what sort of coming is a dream's? Through what night does it make its way? If it comes to us, it does so only by way of forgetfulness, a forgetfulness which is not only censorship or simply repression. We dream without memory, in such a way that the dream of any particular night is no doubt a fragment of a response to an immemorial dying, barred by desire’s repetitiousness. There is no stop, there is no interval between dreaming and waking. In this sense, it is possible to say: never, dreamer, can you awake (nor, for that matter, are you able to be addressed thus, summoned). The dream is without end, waking is without beginning; neither one nor the other ever reaches itself. Only dialectical language relates them to each other in view of a truth.” DreamDeathDesireDyingMemoryRepetitionForgetfulnessBlanchot Author:Maurice Blanchot
“Weak thoughts, weak desires: he felt their force.” DesireForceFeltWeak Book:The Step Not Beyond Source: The Step Not Beyond
“I wanted to see something in full daylight; I was sated with the pleasure and comfort of the half light; I had the same desire for the daylight as for water and air. And if seeing was fire, I required the plenitude of fire, and if seeing would infect me with madness, I madly wanted that madness.” IfsLightWantedDesireWaterPleasureHalfFireSeeingAirComfortMadnessDaylightPlenitudeSated Book:Folie Du Jour Source: Folie Du Jour
