more details later

 

Once I am dead, it will represent only the shell of an enigma...I will give you more details later.

If details are not there, I beg you not to plunge unexpectedly into my few secrets, or read my letters if any are found, or look at my photographs if any turn up.

I am not frightened of the truth.

I am not afraid to tell a secret.

But until now, words have been frailer and more cunning than I would have liked.

Maurice Blanchot
french philosopher
1948