Recall

Rien, sinon la vérification sévère qu’il n’est plus là. Rimbaud de son vivant s’est interrogé sur la validité de sa présence, pour constater d’ailleurs qu’elle était peut-être invisible, en dépit des scandales qu’il provoquait, des regards curieux qui le suivaient.

The corpse is like a footprint or an echo—the dissolving trace of something which the Self has ceased to do.

But the sight of his name written in pebbles in the Twenty-Fourth Vestibule had caused him to stir uneasily and the revelation of what the Other had done had only made matters worse. I worried in case he woke up completely and his anguish began all over again. I placed my hand on my chest. Hush now! I said, Do not be afraid. You are safe. Go back t

“I can’t go on. I’ll go on.”