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That make you think of me?
During the five months of her trial Joan persistently chose the term voice or a few times counsel or once comfort to describe how God guided her. She did not spontaneously claim that the voices had bodies, faces, names, smell, warmth or mood, nor that they entered the room by the door, nor that when they left she felt bad. Under the inexorable urging of her inquisitors she gradually added all these details. But the storytelling effort was clearly hateful to her and she threw white paint on it wherever she could, giving them responses like:… You asked that before. Go look at the record .
… Pass on to the next question, spare me.
… I knew that well enough once but I forget.
… That does not touch your process.
… Ask me next Saturday.
And one day when the judges were pressing her to define the voices as singular or plural, she most wonderfully said: “The light comes in the name of the voice.”
Anne Carson, Variations on the Right to Remain Silent
Ernst Jünger
"C'est la guerre qui a fait des hommes et des temps ce qu'ils sont. Jamais encore une race semblable à la nôtre n'est entrée dans l'arène de la Terre pour vider entre soi la querelle et proclamer le maitre du siècle. Car jamais encore une génération n'a resurgi par un portail aussi grandiose et ténébreux que cette guerre l'a été dans la lumière de la vie."
Ernst Jünger