7:21 p.m., Gentilly. I have been working since Monday on a definition of “image” in Deleuze’s work. I go though all my notes to try to synthesize what seems immeasurable. Immersed in this free and incandescent thought, I wonder where such thinkers are today. I’d love so much to hear Deleuze talk about what is happening.

Music: Bach, Concerto in D minor, Alexandre Tharaud