December 9, 2011
That everything is so “complicated,” that ‘I’ may be another, that something else thinks us in an aggression of thought, in a multiplication which is the multiplication of the body, or in a violence which is the violence of language—this is the joyful message. For we are so sure of living again (without resurrection) only because so many beings and things think in us[.]
Gilles Deleuze, ‘Phantasm & Modern Literature’ (in The Logic of Sense, trans. Mark Lester, p.298)
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