Self-affection is the real dwelling to which we must always return with a view to a faithfulness to ourselves and an ability to welcome the other as different. — Luce Irigaray Copy Share Image
...more than other senses, the eye objectifies and masters. it sets at a distance, maintains the distance. in our culture, the predominance of the… — Luce Irigaray Copy Share Image
“Why only one song, one speech, one text at a time?" - "When Our Lips Speak Together” — Luce Irigaray Copy Share Image
Sexual difference is probably the issue in our time which could be our 'salvation' if we thought it through. — Luce Irigaray Copy Share Image
“The human in what it is objectively ever since its beginning is two, two who are different. Each part of what constitutes the unity… — Luce Irigaray Copy Share Image
Nature is a universal that is shareable by all, males and females, men and women, and can thus be of use in mediating between… — Luce Irigaray Copy Share Image
“The ultimate reality from which the path of this becoming could start off again will no longer rest on a ground of 'causa sui.'… — Luce Irigaray Copy Share Image
Your silence exists as does my self gathering. But so does the almost absolute silence of the world's dawning. In such suspension, before every… — Luce Irigaray Copy Share Image
“I am only astonished that, while so many women have intelligent things to say and so many men are still unknown, a publisher cared… — Luce Irigaray Copy Share Image
Breathing, according to me, corresponds to taking charge of one's own life. — Luce Irigaray Copy Share Image
Death is the real inspiring genius or Musagetes of philosophy, and for this reason Socrates defined philosophy as thanatou mélétè (preparation for death; Plato,… — Luce Irigaray Copy Share Image
Between gods and men, territories are set up. At least in the no-man’s land of the heights of heaven, the depths of hell, and… — Luce Irigaray Copy Share Image
Traditional morality ... does not teach us how to let the other follow his or her own path, meet with whomever he or she… — Luce Irigaray Copy Share Image
