Like The Weaver, The Writer Works On

The Child Lives In A World Which He Unhesitatingly Believes Accessible To All Around Him.

The Philosopher Will Ask Himself ... If The Criticism We Are Now Suggesting Is Not The Philosophy Which Presses To The Limit That Criticism Of False Gods Which Christianity Has Introduced Into Our History.

True Reflection Presents Me To Myself Not As Idle And Inaccessible Subjectivity, But As Identical With My Presence In The World And To Others, As I Am Now Realizing It: I Am All That I See, I Am An Intersubjective Field, Not Despite My Body And Historical Situation, But, On The Contrary, By Being This Body And This Situation, And Through Them, All The Rest.

I Discover Vision, Not As A 'thinking About Seeing,' To Use Descartes Expression, But As A Gaze At Grips With A Visible World, And That Is Why For Me There Can Be Another's Gaze.

Even Those Who Have Desired To Work Out A Completely Positive Philosophy Have Been Philosophers Only To The Extent That, At The Same Time, They Have Refused The Right To Install Themselves In Absolute Knowledge. They Taught Not This Knowledge, But Its Becoming In Us, Not The Absolute But, At Most, Our Absolute Relation To It, As Kierkegaard Said. What Makes A Philosopher Is The Movement Which Leads Back Without Ceasing From Knowledge To Ignorance, From Ignorance To Knowledge, And A Kind Of Rest In This Movement.