The soul is the effect and instrument of a political anatomy; the soul is the prison of the body.
MICHEL FOUCAULTDeath left its old tragic heaven and became the lyrical core of man: his invisible truth, his visible secret.
More Michel Foucault Quotes
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You may have killed God beneath the weight of all that you have said; but don’t imagine that, with all that you are saying, you will make a man that will live longer than he.
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I don’t feel that it is necessary to know exactly what I am.
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Do not ask who I am and do not ask me to remain the same.
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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.
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Nature, keeping only useless secrets, had placed within reach and insight of human beings the things it was necessary for them to know.
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I don’t feel that it is necessary to know exactly what I am. The main interest in life and work is to become someone else that you were not in the beginning.
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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.
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We are entering the age of infinite examination and of compulsory objectification.
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Islam, in the year 1978, was not the opium of the people precisely because it was the spirit of a world without spirit.
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Everything is dangerous, nothing is innocent.
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I’m no prophet. My job is making windows where there were once walls.
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Death left its old tragic heaven and became the lyrical core of man: his invisible truth, his visible secret.
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It is meaningless to speak in the name of – or against – Reason, Truth, or Knowledge.
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Do not think that one has to be sad in order to be militant, even though the thing one is fighting is abominable.
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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.
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