We Know Not Through Our Intellect But

Speech Is Not A Means In The Service Of An External End. It Contains Its Own Rule Of Usage, Ethics, And View Of The World, As A Gesture Sometimes Bears The Whole Truth About A Man.

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.

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.

Our Body Is Not In Space Like Things; It Inhabits Or Haunts Space. It Applies Itself To Space Like A Hand To An Instrument. And When We Wish To Move About, We Do Not Move The Body As We Move An Object.

We Should Be Sensitive To The Thread Of Silence From Which The Tissue Of Speech Is Woven.