The Reason We Go To

The Evil Eye Is The Fascinum, It Is That Which Has The Effect Of Arresting Movement And, Literally, Of Killing Life. At The Moment The Subject Stops, Suspending His Gesture, He Is Mortified. This Anti-life, Anti-movement Function Of The Terminal Point Is The Fascinum, And It Is Precisely One Of The Dimensions In Which The Power Of The Gaze Is Exercised Directly.

The Sufferings Of Neurosis And Psychosis Are For Us A Schooling In The Passions Of The Soul, Just As The Beam Of The Psychoanalytic Scales, When We Calculate The Tilt Of Its Threat To Entire Communities, Provides Us With An Indication Of The Deadening Of The Passions In Society.

Yet, Analytical Truth Is Not As Mysterious, Or As Secret, So As To Not Allow Us To See That People With A Talent For Directing Consciences See Truth Rise Spontaneously.

I Always Speak The Truth. Not The Whole Truth, Because There's No Way, To Say It All. Saying It All Is Literally Impossible: Words Fail. Yet It's Through This Very Impossibility That The Truth Holds Onto The Real.

Writings Scatter To The Winds Blank Checks In An Insane Charge. And Were They Not Such Flying Leaves, There Would Be No Purloined Letters.