Chance does not speak essentially through words nor can it be seen in their convolution. It is the eruption of language, its sudden appearance. Its not a night twinkle with stars, an illuminated sleep, nor a drowsy vigil. It is the very edge of consciousness. – Michel Foucault
Justice must always question itself, just as society can exist only by means of the work it does on itself and on its institutions. – Michel Foucault