“You don’t make me sad, but solemn. You impair my incurable frivolity.” — Edouard Levé Copy Share Image
“To love someone from the moment of his death: is that friendship? I” — Edouard Levé Death Copy Share Image
“You remain alive insofar as those who have known you outlive you.” — Edouard Levé Outlive Copy Share Image
“You said that the night returned what the day had taken. You” — Edouard Levé Night Copy Share Image
“You are that black but intense glow, which, since the dying of your light, freshly illuminates the day that had become obscure… — Edouard Levé Death Copy Share Image
“When you are spoken of, it begins with recounting your death, before going back to explain it. Isn’t it peculiar how this… — Edouard Levé Death Copy Share Image
“You used to believe that with age you would become less unhappy, because you then would have reasons to be sad. When… — Edouard Levé Copy Share Image
“Far from your home, you used to taste the pleasure of being mad without being alienated, of being an imbecile without renouncing… — Edouard Levé Imbecile Copy Share Image
“Your life was a hypothesis. Those who die old are made of the past. Thinking of them, one thinks of what they… — Edouard Levé Dying-young Copy Share Image
“All that would be needed to renew the bond would be a telephone call, but none of us are willing to risk… — Edouard Levé Remain Silent Copy Share Image
“A ruin is an accidental aesthetic object. If it becomes beautiful, this was certainly not the intention. A ruin is not constructed… — Edouard Levé Copy Share Image
“Your choosing to erase the world exempts those surviving you from doing so. What you miss, they see. Their pains become pleasures… — Edouard Levé Erase Copy Share Image
“destined to burgeon again. You used to forget details. You would have made a poor witness, if asked to reconstruct the order… — Edouard Levé Collective action Copy Share Image
