The Soul Is The Prison Of The

The Soul Is The Prison Of The Body.

Politics Is Not What It Pretends To Be, The Expression Of A Collective Will. Politics Breathes Well Only Where This Will Is Multiple, Hesitant, Confused, And Obscure Even To Itself.

What Desire Can Be Contrary To Nature Since It Was Given To Man By Nature Itself?

I Believe That Political Power Exercises Itself Through The Mediation Of A Certain Number Of Institutions Which Look As If They Have Nothing In Common With The Political Power, And As If They Are Independent Of It, While They Are Not.

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