“Reminiscences, even extensive ones, do not always amount to an autobiography. For autobiography has to do with time, with sequence and what makes up the continuous flow of life. Here, I am talking of a space, of moments and discontinuities. For even if months and years appear here, it is in the form they have in the moment of recollection. This strange form — it may be called fleeting or eternal — is in neither case the stuff that life is made of.”

killing time

March 20, 2008

Men talk of killing time, while time quietly kills them.

What then is time?

March 20, 2008

What then is time? If no one asks me, I know what it is. If I wish to explain it to him who asks, I do not know.

A good traveller

March 20, 2008

A good traveller has no fixed plans, and is not intent on arriving.

A loafer always has the correct time.