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Death left its old tragic heaven and became the lyrical core of man: his invisible truth, his visible secret.

Michel Foucault

Knowledge is not for knowing, knowledge is for cutting.
MICHEL FOUCAULT

Knowledge Philosophy
From a Christian point of view, human reason is madness compared to the reason of God, but divine reason appears as madness to human reason.
MICHEL FOUCAULT

Deep God Human Mad Philosophy Reason Religious View
I’m no prophet. My job is making windows where there were once walls.
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Myself Philosophy Religious
Visibility is a trap.
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One Liner Trap View
The soul is the effect and instrument of a political anatomy; the soul is the prison of the body.
MICHEL FOUCAULT

Body Instrument Soul Spiritual
People know what they do; frequently they know why they do what they do, but what they don’t know is what they do does.
MICHEL FOUCAULT

Deep People Philosophy
Madness is the false punishment of a false solution, but by its own virtue, it brings to light the real problem, which can then be truly resolved.
MICHEL FOUCAULT

Light Mad Punishment Reality Truth Virtue
Death left its old tragic heaven and became the lyrical core of man: his invisible truth, his visible secret.
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Death Heaven Man Secret Tragedy Truth
Government is the right disposition of things.
MICHEL FOUCAULT

Government One Liner Right
My point is not that everything is bad, but that everything is dangerous.
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Bad Dangerous Myself
The language of psychiatry is a monologue of reason about madness.
MICHEL FOUCAULT

Language Mad Reason
I don’t write a book so that it will be the final word; I write a book so that other books are possible, not necessarily written by me.
MICHEL FOUCAULT

Book Myself Necessary Possible Word Writing
Life itself was only futility, vain words, a squabble of cap and bells.
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Life Philosophy Word
Death as the destruction of all things no longer had meaning when life was revealed to be a fatuous sequence of empty words, the hollow jingle of a jester’s cap and bells.
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Death Destruction Empty Life Philosophy Word
There is no glory in punishing.
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Glory One Liner Punishment
The court is the bureaucracy of the law. If you bureaucratize popular justice then you give it the form of a court.
MICHEL FOUCAULT

Justice Law Philosophy

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