- "'in the old days, if someone had a secret they didn't want to share... you know what they did?' 'have no idea.' 'they went up a mountain, found a tree, carved a hole in it, and whispered the secret into the hole. then they covered it with mud. and leave the secret there forever.' 'what a pain! i'd just go to get laid.' 'not everyone's like you.'" (in the mood for love, 2000)
- "since social relations are always ambiguous, since my thoughts divide as much as unite, and my words unite by what they express and isolate by what they omit, since a wide gulf separates my subjective certainty of myself from the objective truth others have of me, since I constantly end up guilty, even though I feel innocent, since every event changes my daily life, since I always fail to communicate, to understand, to love and be loved, and every failure deepens my solitude, since - since - since I cannot escape the objectivity crushing me nor the subjectivity expelling me, since I cannot rise to a state of being nor collapse into nothingness - I have to listen, more than ever I have to look around me at the world, my fellow creature, my brother." (deux ou trois choses que je sais d'elle, 1967)
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