Since Freud, The Center Of Man Is

The Only Thing Of Which One Can Be Guilty Is Of Having Given Ground Relative To One's Desire.

All Sorts Of Things In This World Behave Like Mirrors.

The Sentence Completes Its Signification Only With Its Last Term.

Writings Scatter To The Winds Blank Checks In An Insane Charge. And Were They Not Such Flying Leaves, There Would Be No Purloined Letters.

For The Signifier Is A Unit In Its Very Uniqueness, Being By Nature Symbol Only Of An Absence.