To see bodies is not to unveil a mystery; it is seeing what is there to be seen, an image, the crowd of images that the body is, the naked image, stripping areality bare. Images of this kind are foreign to any imagining and any appearance—and any interpretation as well, any deciphering. There is nothing to decipher in a body—except for the fact that the body’s cipher is the body itself, not ciphered, just extended. The sight of bodies does not penetrate anything invisible: it is the accomplice of the visible—of the ostentation and extension that the visible is. Complicity, consent: the one who sees compears with what he sees. That is how they can be discerned, according to the infinitely finite measure of just clarity.
Corpus, Jean-Luc Nancy, translated by Richard A. Rand.