To ask for an explanation is to explain the obscure by the more obscure.

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.

I may speak many languages, but there remains one in which I live.

Visible and mobile, my body is a thing among things; it's caught in the fabric of the world, and its cohesion is that of a thing. But, because it moves itself and sees, it holds things in a circle around itself.

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

The flesh is at the heart of the world.

Our body is not in space like things; it inhabits or haunts space. It applies itself to space like a hand to an instrument. And when we wish to move about, we do not move the body as we move an object.