Everyone Is Alone And Yet Nobody Can

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

The Body Is To Be Compared, Not To A Physical Object, But Rather To A Work Of Art.

Because We Are In The World, We Are Condemned To Meaning, And We Cannot Do Or Say Anything Without Its Acquiring A Name In History.

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.

Montaigne [puts] Not Self-satisfied Understanding But A Consciousness Astonished At Itself At The Core Of Human Existence.