It Is The Tyranny Of Hidden Prejudices

The More Language Is A Living Operation, The Less We Are Aware Of It. Thus It Follows From The Self-forgetfulness Of Language That Its Real Being Consists In What Is Said In It.

What Man Needs Is Not Just The Persistent Posing Of Ultimate Questions, But The Sense Of What Is Feasible, What Is Possible, What Is Correct, Here And Now. The Philosopher, Of All People, Must, I Think, Be Aware Of The Tension Between What He Claims To Achieve And The Reality In Which He Finds Himself.

It Is The Tyranny Of Hidden Prejudices That Makes Us Deaf To What Speaks To Us In Tradition.

For Both Art And The Historical Sciences Are Ways Of Experiencing In Which Our Own Understanding Of Existence Is Immediately Brought Into Play.

The Ambiguity Of Poetic Language Answers To The Ambiguity Of Human Life As A Whole, And Therein Lies Its Unique Value. All Interpretations Of Poetic Language Only Interpret What The Poetry Has Already Interpreted.