![]() ![]() And these two certainties-my appetite for the absolute and for unity and the impossibility of reducing this world to a rational and reasonable principle-I also know that I cannot reconcile them. What I touch, what resists me-that is what I understand. What can a meaning outside my condition mean to me? I can understand only in human terms. ![]() But I know that I do not know that meaning and that it is impossible for me just now to know it. I don’t know whether this world has a meaning that transcends it. I can refute everything in this world surrounding me that offends or enraptures me, except this chaos, this sovereign chance and this divine equivalence which springs from anarchy. I can negate everything of that part of me that lives on vague nostalgias, except this desire for unity, this longing to solve, this need for clarity and cohesion. What I know, what is certain, what I cannot deny, what I cannot reject-this is what counts. ![]()
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