❝ He who is subjected to a field of visibility, and who knows it, assumes responsibility for the constraints of power; he makes them play spontaneously upon himself; he inscribes in himself the power relation in which he simultaneously plays both roles; he becomes the principle of his own subjection. By this very fact, the external power may throw off its physical weight; it tends to the non-corporal; and, the more it approaches this limit, the more constant, profound and permanent are its effects: it is a perpetual victory that avoid any physical confrontation and which is always decided in advance.
❝ A fire broke out backstage in a theatre. The clown came out to warn the public; they thought it was a joke and applauded. He repeated it; the acclaim was even greater. I think that’s just how the world will come to an end: to general applause from wits who believe it’s a joke.
❝ Monsters cannot be announced. One cannot say: ‘Here are our monsters,’ without immediately turning the monsters into pets.
❝ My mirror is the cemetery of smiles.
— Tada Chimako
, from “Mirror”
, translated by Kenneth Rexroth and Ikuko Atsumi (via mitochondria
❝ Divine, improvise
and whisper, but beware
not to speak out loud.
❝ I could not live if this were not illusion.
It is a world, perhaps; but there’s another.
“I learn—I insert my eye among your eyes’ alphabet
until I see in a moment
how your eyes write my eye”
— Adonis, from Adonis: Selected Poems, translated by Khaled Mattawa
Work: “Dry Old Leaf”. Artist: Joel Colo.