Do Not Ask Who I Am And

Sexuality Is A Part Of Our Behavior. It's Part Of Our World Freedom. Sexuality Is Something That We Ourselves Create. It Is Our Own Creation, And Much More Than The Discovery Of A Secret Side Of Our Desire. We Have To Understand That With Our Desires Go New Forms Of Relationships, New Forms Of Love, New Forms Of Creation. Sex Is Not A Fatality; It's A Possibility For Creative Life. It's Not Enough To Affirm That We Are Gay But We Must Also Create A Gay Life.

The Best Moment Of Love Is When The Lover Leaves In The Taxi.

Confined On The Ship, From Which There Is No Escape, The Madman Is Delivered To The River With Its Thousand Arms, The Sea With Its Thousand Roads, To That Great Uncertainty External To Everything. He Is A Prisoner In The Midst Of What Is The Freest, The Openest Of Routes: Bound Fast At The Infinite Crossroads. He Is The Passenger Par Excellence: That Is, The Prisoner Of The Passage. And The Land He Will Come To Is Unknown—as Is, Once He Disembarks, The Land From Which He Comes. He Has His Truth And His Homeland Only In That Fruitless Expanse Between Two Countries That Cannot Belong To Him.

Relations Of Power "are Indissociable From A Discourse Of Truth, And They Can Neither Be Established Nor Function Unless A True Discourse Is Produced, Accumulated, Put Into Circulation, And Set To Work. Power Cannot Be Exercised Unless A Certain Economy Of Discourses Of Truth Functions In, On The Basis Of, And Thanks To, That Power."

When Man Deploys The Arbitrary Nature Of His Madness, He Confronts The Dark Necessity Of The World; The Animal That Haunts His Nightmares And His Nights Of Privation Is His Own Nature, Which Will Lay Bare Hell's Pitiless Truth.