[Deleuze] was too tough to experience disappointments and resentments–negative affectations. In this nihilist fin-de-siècle, he was affirmation. Right through illness and death. Why did I speak of him in the past? He laughed. He is laughing. He is here. It’s your sadness, idiot, he’d say.
—Jean-François Lyotard (via dranoparty)