We should be sensitive to the thread of silence from which the tissue of speech is woven.

We know not through our intellect but through our experience.

We must therefore rediscover, after the natural world, the social world, not as an object or sum of objects, but as a permanent field or dimension of existence.

We should be sensitive to the thread of silence from which the tissue of speech is woven.

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 will never know how you see red and you will never know how I see it. But this separation of consciousness is recognized only after a failure of communication, and our first movement is to believe in an undivided being between us.

Nothing determines me from outside, not because nothing acts upon me, but, on the contrary, because I am from the start outside myself and open to the world.