Language Transcends Us And Yet We Speak.

It Is A Great Good Fortune, As Stendhal Said, For One "to Have His Passion As A Profession.

Thought Without Language, Says Lavelle, Would Not Be A Purer Thought; It Would Be No More Than The Intention To Think. And His Last Book Offers A Theory Of Expressiveness Which Makes Of Expression Not "a Faithful Image Of An Already Realized Interior Being, But The Very Means By Which It Is Realized.

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.

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.

To Understand Is To Experience Harmony Between What We Aim At And What Is Given, Between The Intention And The Performance - And The Body Is Our Anchorage In The World.