“Pleasure appears as it develops. It is neither there as a whole, nor does it happen all at once. And furthermore, it will never be a whole or integral. Progressive movement is a characteristic trait of this phenomenon, which is by no means a simple state. This is a movement that does not tend toward a goal, for it has no end. It exists wholly in the enlargement of its own amplitude, which is like the rarefaction of our existence [être], or its swooning. In the very depths of incipient pleasure there opens something like abysses, ever deeper, into which our existence, no longer resisting, hurls itself. There is something dizzying to pleasure’s unfolding [devenir]. There is ease or cowardice. The [human] being feels its substance somehow draining from it; it grows lighter, as if drunk, and disperses.

Pleasure is, in effect, nothing less than a concentration in the instant.”

– Emmanuel Levinas, On Escape

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