« Foreword by Michel Onfray Alexandre Jollien (...) carries in him, with him, in the hollow of his grey matter, the trace of the breath of death which, day after day, in detail, manifests itself in a gait, an elocution and gestures that do not resemble those of others. Nor does his intelligence, moreover, resemble that of others: sharp, sharp, sharp, exercised, skilful, and for good reason, it raises the slightest sign under the stone and decodes the smallest breath of meaning where it is. Overflowing a body responding more slowly to the demands of the world, Alexandre Jollien deploys a clear, lucid and showy thought. This young fire thief with gourd limbs proposes a nietzscheism that, without looking like it, outperforms the wrongful readings (...) Far from the nietzscheism caricatured in the philosophy of brutality, immorality and inhumanity, Alexandre Jollien asserts a nietzscheism of sweetness, morality and humanity - virtues everywhere present in the German thinker. (...) Alexander Jollien transforms this weakness said by others into a force formulated by him, for him. Turning like a glove the gaze of the third party, hard often, sometimes contemptuous, negateur frequently, falsely forgetful or vainly compassionate, he takes a look at the real that forces the most arrogant to give up their morgue. (...) It affirms the inanity of Platonic dualism: there is no body (detestable) on one side and the (venerable) soul on the other, because the body is the soul - the soul is the body. (...) confession of a body, autobiography of all thought, confession of a flesh, self-writing with his blood. I think what I am (...) And what I am then provides material for what I think. (...) A kind of over-stoicism - if it were necessary to speak in Nietzschean terms (...) a huge, incredible adherence to life (...) the curse of an inflicted weakness becomes the chance of a force created (...) »

« When I look at my three children, they are abandonment, they are already totally rooted in life. When they are joyful, they are joyful; when they are sad, they are sad; when they play, they play. A Zen master, Yunmen, said, "When you sit down, be seated; When you're up, stand up. when you walk, walk. And above all, don't hesitate." »

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