Jean Baudrillard

The order of the world is always right -- such is the judgment of God. For God has departed, but read more

The order of the world is always right -- such is the judgment of God. For God has departed, but he has left his judgment behind, the way the Cheshire Cat left his grin.

Boredom is like a pitiless zooming in on the epidermis of time. Every instant is dilated and magnified like the read more

Boredom is like a pitiless zooming in on the epidermis of time. Every instant is dilated and magnified like the pores of the face.

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.

We are becoming like cats, slyly parasitic, enjoying an indifferent domesticity. Nice and snug in the social, our historic passions read more

We are becoming like cats, slyly parasitic, enjoying an indifferent domesticity. Nice and snug in the social, our historic passions have withdrawn into the glow of an artificial coziness, and our half-closed eyes now seek little other than the peaceful parade of television pictures.

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.