An Event (n.) can be thought as a possibility without ever taking place.
The Event (n.) is spectral: the media both invent and reveal it, there where it was already there without being there.
Event (n.) is always monstrous: it announces itself without forewarning, so we can only exclaim "without precedent!"
Event (n.) that can be calculated — that falls like a case under a law, norm or knowledge — is not an event at all.
Event (n.) comes to pass only once, unforeseeably, just where one no longer sees it coming — without prospect or horizon.
The Event (n.) is what a discourse of the end of history most lacks: a thinking of it that is neither fact nor ideal.
Event (n.) and the gift are bound together: no gift without the arrival of an event, no event without the surprise of a gift.
Event (n.) never happens by reason, speculative or practical, any more than the gift — which is why no event can be testified to.
Event (n.) worthy of the name is an unforeseeable coming of the other — a law from the other in me, greater and older than I am.
Event (n.) that is foreseen has already happened: it is present, presentable, and neutralized before it can break in.
Event (n.) lies in our not knowing it: those who say "our time" do not quite know what they are saying, and that very ignorance is what makes it an event.
The Event (n.) is possible only through a hospitality that makes it impossible: its condition of possibility is also its condition of impossibility.
An Event (n.) is something radically singular, irruptive, unanticipatable and beyond apprehension. An event must uncontainably overflow its own 'context' and representation.