I am always concerned with ideas of territory and movement. Indeed, my first book after Bunker Archeology was entitled L'insecurite du territoire (1976).

The speed of light does not merely transform the world. It becomes the world. Globalization is the speed of light.

Science, which is not so attached to 'truth' as it once was, but more to immediate 'effectiveness', is now drifting towards a decline, it's civic fall from grace.

There are eyes everywhere. No blind spot left. What shall we dream of when everything becomes visible? We'll dream of being blind.

Digital messages and images matter less than their instantaneous delivery; the shock effect always wins out over the consideration of the informational content.

Speed now illuminates reality whereas light once gave objects of the world their shape.

The invention of the ship was also the invention of the shipwreck.

To regain our liberty (and our distance), we must slow the images down.

How can we live if there is no more here and everything is now?

Images contaminate us like viruses.

Today, everything is about speed and real time. We are no longer concerned with real space.

I never got the opportunity to be romantic or feel romantic with anyone.

Grace means you're in a different universe from where you had been stuck, when you had absolutely no way to get there on your own.

we live; we feel; we hurt. the world makes no exceptions.

In the early years, you fight because you don't understand each other. In the later years, you fight because you do.

In football, you can always maim a person if you wanted to.

Since when do you have to agree with people to defend them from injustice?

The human being holds a universe within, filled with overlapping frequencies, and the result is a symphony of cosmic proportions.

I'll have the music, and then I'll just turn the microphone on, press Play and Record and sing. And whatever comes out ends up being the melody.

I think I'm becoming a psychologist in explaining the Republican Party. It's the only way you can explain 'em. It's psychological.

It's hard to be a friend to someone who's depressed, but it is one of the kindest, noblest, and best things you will ever do.