But what is it that happens precisely when we encounter someone we love? Do we encounter somebody, or is it animals that come to inhabit you, ideas that invade you, movements that move you, sounds that traverse you? And can these things be parted?
∆ Gilles Deleuze (1992: 17; my translation) de la Bellacasa, María Puig. “‘Nothing Comes Without Its World’: Thinking with Care.” The Sociological Review, vol. 60, no. 2, May 2012, pp. 197–216, doi:10.1111/j.1467-954X.2012.02070.x.