Maxioms by Jean Baudrillard
Everywhere one seeks to produce meaning, to make the world signify, to render it visible. We are not, however, in read more
Everywhere one seeks to produce meaning, to make the world signify, to render it visible. We are not, however, in danger of lacking meaning; quite the contrary, we are gorged with meaning and it is killing us.
Every woman is like a timezone. She is a nocturnal fragment of your journey. She brings you unflaggingly closer to read more
Every woman is like a timezone. She is a nocturnal fragment of your journey. She brings you unflaggingly closer to the next night.
If we consider the superiority of the human species, the size of its brain, its powers of thinking, language and read more
If we consider the superiority of the human species, the size of its brain, its powers of thinking, language and organization, we can say this: were there the slightest possibility that another rival or superior species might appear, on earth or elsewhere, man would use every means at his disposal to destroy it.
The surprises of thought are like those of love: they wear out. But here too you can carry on for read more
The surprises of thought are like those of love: they wear out. But here too you can carry on for a long time doing your conjugal duty.
There is no aphrodisiac like innocence.
There is no aphrodisiac like innocence.
