“At what precise moment does an individual stop being who he thinks he is? Cut off my arm, I say, ‘Me and my arm.’ You cut off my other arm, I say, ‘Me and my two arms.’ You take out my stomach, my kidneys—assuming that were possible—and I say, ‘Me and my intestines.’ And now, if you cut off my head…would I say, ‘Me and my head’ or ‘Me and my body’? What right has my head to call itself me?” —Roman Polanski, The Tenant
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