« Maupassant (to Gisèle d'Estoc): "I would like to part with myself." He will achieve this beyond what he wanted: duplication, hallucinations, madness - the madness that haunts so many of his news. Separate from oneself without collapsing, without falling into chaos where everything is confused. This is what the dream, psychoanalysis, reading, writing, travel sometimes, but always less than we had hoped for. »

« Get away, get together. Break up, look for yourself, get lost, break up again. Fleeing to breathe, suffering from absence. Their whole history lies in these alternations, these contradictory movements. There are two of them. Unity is impossible. »

« We are no longer dealing, in the case of the murder, with the occasional return of a repressed element - that stowaway who manages to cross the border - but with a mass return that goes beyond refoulement. It is not, as is often said, a fantasy that would require to be realized. It's a hallucinatory moment. Hallucination is stronger than perception. I believe that at the moment of the murder most criminals are hallucinated and that it is not only for their defence that once they become conscious they say: "I was caught in a madness." The imperative "Ty will not kill" turns into its opposite, equally imperative "You must kill". And then, it is the rampage, a rampage that breaks down the barriers, the, like a natural cataclysm, which transgresses everything forbidden, rapes, smashes, mutilates the body and, in the extreme, skins it or devours it... The real thing, for the hallucinated murderer, is the body. What chains were they, therefore, entangled, these rampaging? Social channels, chains of a language that had become so foreign to them as to persecute them? And then the explosion occurs, their bodies explode in the very moment they are attacking the body of their victim. Their bodies go wild and go crazy: "I'd have your skin. I'll rip your eyes out." The crime committed by the Papin sisters is exemplary. »