The Process Of Translating Comprises In Its

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.

The Real Being Of Language Is That Into Which We Are Taken Up When We Hear It - What Is Said.

All Cities We Have Visited Are Precincts In This Metropolis Of The Mind.

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.

From Gadamer I Learned That To Understand A Given Thinker Requires One To Presuppose That He Is Right.