“The world is the fiction, the confection, the presentation and the configuration of the bit-by-bit of all things. The spacetime of monads each of which relays to all the others. This fiction is nowise a faint: it is the realisation of the real. Reality is not a given, it gives itself. It is not posited, it posits itself. It is not found, it finds itself.”

— Jean-Luc Nancy, Sexistence