Used book – Vendredi ou les Limbes du Pacifique, Michel Tournier, Gilles Deleuze

"All who knew me, all without exception, believe me dead. My own conviction that I exist is pitted against their unanimous belief. Whatever I do, I cannot prevent the image of Robinson's corpse from residing in the minds of all mankind. This is enough - not to kill me, of course - but to push me to the very edges of life, to a place suspended between heaven and hell, in the limbo, in short... Closer to death than any other man, I am at the same time closer to the very sources of sexuality."