Language Transcends Us And Yet We Speak.

As A Matter Of Principle, Humanity Is Precarious: Each Person Can Only Believe What He Recognizes To Be True Internally And, At The Same Time, Nobody Thinks Or Makes Up His Mind Without Already Being Caught Up In Certain Relationships With Others, Which Leads Him To Opt For A Particular Set Of Opinions.

We Know Not Through Our Intellect But Through Our Experience.

I Discover Vision, Not As A 'thinking About Seeing,' To Use Descartes Expression, But As A Gaze At Grips With A Visible World, And That Is Why For Me There Can Be Another's Gaze.

The Phenomenological World Is Not The Bringing To Explicit Expression Of A Pre-existing Being, But The Laying Down Of Being. Philosophy Is Not The Reflection Of A Pre-existing Truth, But, Like Art, The Act Of Bringing Truth Into Being.

The Full Meaning Of A Language Is Never Translatable Into Another. We May Speak Several Languages But One Of Them Always Remains The One In Which We Live. In Order Completely To Assimilate A Language It Would Be Necessary To Make The World Which It Expresses One's Own And One Never Does Belong To Two Worlds At Once.