Big and little ... in sickness and health : Plateau :1874


Wars, big and little, are behind me. Voyages,
always in tow to something else, are behind me. 

I no longer have any
secrets, having lost my face, form, and matter. I am now no more than a

 I have become capable of loving, not with an abstract, universal love,
but a love I shall choose, and that shall choose me, blindly, my double, just
as selfless as I. 

One has been saved by and for love, by abandoning love and


Three Novellas
"What Happened?"


( Gilles Deleuze   Félix  Guattari )