Quotes from Jacques Lacan

Quel est donc cet autre à qui je suis plus attaché qu'à moi, puisqu'au sein le plus assenti de mon identité à moi-même, c'est lui qui m'agite ?

la historia del deseo se organiza como un discurso que se desarrolla en lo insensato. Esto es el inconsciente. Los desplazamientos y condensaciones en el discurso del inconsciente son sin duda alguna lo que en el discurso en general constituyen desplazamientos y condensaciones, o sea, metonimias y metáforas. Pero aquí son metáforas que no engendran sentido alguno, y desplazamientos que no transportan ningún ser y en los cuales el sujeto no reconoce algo que se desplace.

Nebun nu este acela care se rupe de real, ci acela pe care realul îl invadeaz? È™i îl debordeaz?.

La atracción por la utilidad es tan irresistible, que vemos personas dispuestas a todo por el placer de dar sus comodidades a quienes se les metió en la cabeza que no podrían vivir sin su auxilio.

Le premier symbole où nous reconnaissons l'humanité dans ses vestiges est la sépulture, et le truchement de la mort se reconnaît en toute relation où l'homme vient à la vie de son histoire.

What does it matter how many lovers you have if none of them gives you the universe? — Jacques Lacan, The Seminar of Jacques Lacan: On Feminine Sexuality, the Limits of Love and Knowledge Vol. Book XX . (W. W. Norton & Company November 17, 1999) Originally published 1975.

Unless we define happiness in a rather sad way, namely that it is to be like everyone else, which is what the autonomous ego could be resolved into - nobody, it must be said, knows what it is.

of the human body:] "It was once, though it no longer is, a divine form. It is the cloak of all possible phantasms of human desire. The flowers of desire are contained in this vase whose contours we attempt to define.

To know what your partner will do is not a proof of love.

Does art imitate what it represents? In offering the imitation of an object, artists make something different out of that object. Thus they only pretend to imitate.

Mereu sfârÈ™im prin a deveni un personaj în propria noastr? poveste.

Those words make me laugh. I never talk about freedom.

Cómo justificar esa palabra tan imprudentemente comprometida y, hablando con propiedad – de esto, jamás dudó espíritu serio alguno-, insostenible?

Çünkü gerçeÄŸin ay?rt edici özelliÄŸi hayal edilemez olmas?d?r. (...) EÄŸer gerçek diye bir kavram varsa, son derece komplekstir ve bir bütün oluÅŸturacak ÅŸekilde kavranmas? imkans?zd?r.

All scoundrels are based on this, to want to be...someone's big Other.

El proceso analítico es cuando el yo decide si quiere aquello que desea.

What does it matter how many lovers you have if none of them gives you the universe?

Love is giving something you don't have to someone who doesn't want it.

The real is what resists symbolization absolutely.

I think where I am not, therefore I am where I do not think. I am not whenever I am the plaything of my thought; I think of what I am where I do not think to think.

The reason we go to poetry is not for wisdom, but for the dismantling of wisdom

I always speak the truth. Not the whole truth, because there's no way, to say it all. Saying it all is literally impossible: words fail. Yet it's through this very impossibility that the truth holds onto the real.

There is something in you I like more than yourself. Therefore I must destroy you

I love you, but, because inexplicably I love in you something more than you - the object petit a - I mutilate you.