Beauty Only Happens Once.

There Is A Future Which Is Predictable, Programmed, Scheduled, Foreseeable. But There Is A Future, L'avenir (to Come) Which Refers To Someone Who Comes Whose Arrival Is Totally Unexpected. For Me, That Is The Real Future. That Which Is Totally Unpredictable. The Other Who Comes Without My Being Able To Anticipate Their Arrival. So If There Is A Real Future, Beyond The Other Known Future, It Is L'avenir In That It Is The Coming Of The Other When I Am Completely Unable To Foresee Their Arrival.

One Often Speaks Without Seeing, Without Knowing, Without Meaning What One Says.

I Am One Of Those Marranes Who No Longer Say They Are Jews Even In The Secret Of Their Own Hearts.

The End Of Man (as A Factual Anthropological Limit) Is Announced To Thought From The Vantage Of The End Of Man (as A Determined Opening Or The Infinity Of A Telos ). Man Is That Which Is In Relation To His End, In The Fundamentally Equivocal Sense Of The Word. Since Always.

I Do Everything I Think Possible Or Acceptable To Escape From This Trap.