The sad thing about artificial intelligence is that it lacks artifice and therefore intelligence.
JEAN BAUDRILLARDDriving is a spectacular form of amnesia.
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To love someone is to isolate him from the world, wipe out every trace of him, dispossess him of his shadow, drag him into a murderous future. It is to circle around the other like a dead star and absorb him into a black light.
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What is a society without a heroic dimension?
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If you say, I love you, then you have already fallen in love with language, which is already a form of break up and infidelity.
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In the same way that we need statesmen to spare us the abjection of exercising power, we need scholars to spare us the abjection of learning.
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There is nothing more mysterious than a TV set left on in an empty room.
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There exists, between people in love, a kind of capital held by each.
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Perhaps the world’s second worst crime is boredom. The first is being a bore.
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I hesitate to deposit money in a bank. I am afraid I shall never dare to take it out again.
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The great person is ahead of their time, the smart make something out of it, and the blockhead, sets themselves against it.
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Americans may have no identity, but they do have wonderful teeth.
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Cowardice and courage are never without a measure of affectation. Nor is love. Feelings are never true. They play with their mirrors.
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Seduction is always more singular and sublime than sex and it commands the higher price.
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It is even stranger than a man talking to himself or a woman standing dreaming at her stove. It is as if another planet is communicating with you.
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The very definition of the real becomes: that of which it is possible to give an equivalent reproduction.
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A negative judgment gives you more satisfaction than praise, provided it smacks of jealousy.
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