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    Max Stirner
    “I write because I wish to make for ideas, which are my ideas, a place in the world. If I could foresee that these ideas must take from you peace of mind and repose, if in these ideas that I sow I should see the germs of bloody wars and even the cause of the ruins of many generations, I would nevertheless continue to spread them. It is neither for the love of you nor even for the love of truth that I express what I think. No—I sing! I sing because I am a singer. If I use you in this way, it is because I have need of your ears.”
    ― Max Stirner, The Ego and Its Own

  • #2
    Tsukumizu
    “Even if it's meaningless . . . sometimes, nice things happen.”
    ― Tsukumizu, Girls' Last Tour, Vol. 1

  • #3
    “... un auteur ne nuit jamais tant à ses lecteurs que quand il dissimule une difficulté.”
    ― Évariste Galois

  • #4
    Georges Bataille
    “I have done everything to know what is knowable and I have looked for that which is unformulatable in my depths. I myself am in a world I recognize as profoundly inaccessible to me: in all the ties that I sought to bind it with, I still don't know what I can conquer, and I remain in a kind of despair.”
    ― Georges Bataille, The Unfinished System of Nonknowledge

  • #5
    Jacques Derrida
    “I rightly pass for an atheist.”
    ― Jacques Derrida

  • #6
    Ludwig Wittgenstein
    “There is not a single philosophical method, though there are indeed methods, different therapies, as it were.”
    ― Ludwig Wittgenstein

  • #7
    Søren Kierkegaard
    “For faith is this paradox, that the particular is higher than the universal”
    ― Søren Kierkegaard, Fear and Trembling

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    Michel Foucault
    “Order is, at one and the same time, that which is given in things as their inner law, the hidden network that determines the way they confront one another, and also that which has no existence except in the grid created by a glance, an examination, a language; and it is only in the blank spaces of this grid that order manifests itself in depth as though already there, waiting in silence for the moment of its expression.”
    ― Michel Foucault



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