As Soon As One Is Born, One

Inevitably We Construct Ourselves. Let Me Explain. I Enter This House And Immediately I Become What I Have To Become, What I Can Become: I Construct Myself. That Is, I Present Myself To You In A Form Suitable To The Relationship I Wish To Achieve With You. And, Of Course, You Do The Same With Me.

All I'm Saying Is That You Should Show Some Respect For What Other People See With Their Eyes And Feel With Their Fingers, Even Though It Be The Exact Opposite.

If You Shut Yourself Up Disdainfully In Your Ivory Tower And Insist That You Have Your Own Conscience And Are Satisfied With Its Approval, It Is Because You Know That Everybody Is Criticizing You, Condemning You, Or Laughing At You.

A Fact Is Like A Sack Which Won't Stand Up If It's Empty. In Order That It May Stand Up, One Has To Put Into It The Reason And Sentiment Which Caused It To Exist.

Our Spirits Have Their Own Private Way Of Understanding Each Other, Of Becoming Intimate, While Our External Persons Are Still Trapped In The Commerce Of Ordinary Words, In The Slavery Of Social Rules. Souls Have Their Own Needs And Their Own Ambitions, Which The Body Ignores When It Sees That It's Impossible To Satisfy Them Or Achieve Them.