Interesting quote, not only reminiscent of Nietzsche but of his romantic
antecedants in Jena perhaps.
>"I can't help but dream about a kind of criticism that would try not to judge
>but to bring an oeuvre, a book, a sentence, an idea to life; it would light
>fires, watch the grass grow, listen to the wind, and catch the sea foam in the
>breeze and scatter it. It would multiply not judgments but signs of existence;
>it would summon them, drag them from their sleep. Perhaps it would invent them
>sometimes - all the better. All the better. Criticism that hands down sentences
>sends me to sleep; I'd like criticism of scintillating leaps of the
imagination.
>It would not be sovereign or dressed in red. It would bear the lightning of
>possible storms."
>- M. Foucault, 6-7 April 1980, Le Monde
>p. 323, "The Masked Philosopher" in Foucalt (1994) Ethics: Subjectivity and
>Truth, The New Press: New York
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