I met people who were born blind. Who had never seen. I asked them what their image of beauty was. - Sophie Calle English translation of text: "This view from my balcony in Haute-Savoie, it produces a first class aesthetic emotion. That is where I go to clear my mind and contemplate. To watch time pass. Beauty is harmony. I have a mother who prevented me from touching. She would say: "Don't touch. It looks blind." The first thing I could really touch was a man. He was well-built. He was bald, moustached, robust. His name was Gilbert. He had a secret harmony of proportion. I thought him very beautiful. I didn't keep a photograph of him."