The Body Is Our General Medium For

It Is The Essence Of Certainty To Be Established Only With Reservations.

The Perceived World Is The Always-presupposed Foundation Of All Rationality, All Value, And All Existence.

Language Transcends Us And Yet We Speak.

I Am Not In Front Of My Body, I Am In It Or Rather I Am It... If We Can Still Speak Of Interpretation In Relation To The Perception Of One's Own Body, We Shall Have To Say That It Interprets Itself.

My Hold On The Past And The Future Is Precarious And My Possession Of My Own Time Is Always Postponed Until A Stage When I May Fully Understand It, Yet This Stage Can Never Be Reached, Since It Would Be One More Moment Bounded By The Horizon Of Its Future, And Requiring In Its Turn, Further Developments In Order To Be Understood.