16 October

“The same is true of love as of death, when we imagine we will still be alive enough to see the faces of those who have lost us. In the same way we imagine that we will still be enough in love to enjoy the regrets of the person we have stopped loving. It is quite true that we repeat our past loves, but it is also true that our present love...”repeats” the moment of the dissolution or anticipates its own end. Such is the meaning of what we call a scene of jealousy.” Gilles Deleuze