It is on a day like this one,
a little later a little earlier
that you discover without surprise
that something is wrong
that you don’t know how to live
and you will never know
It is on a day like this one,
a little later a little earlier
that you discover without surprise
that something is wrong
that you don’t know how to live
and you will never know
“A theory is exactly like a box of tools. It has nothing to do with the signifier. It must be useful. It must function. And not for itself. If no one uses it, beginning with the theoretician himself (who then ceases to be a theoretician), then the theory is worthless or the moment is inappropriate. We don’t revise a theory, but construct new ones; we have no choice but to make others.”
Gilles Deleuze