The World Is... The Natural

Everyone Is Alone And Yet Nobody Can Do Without Other People, Not Just Because They Are Useful... But Also When It Comes To Happiness.

Our Own Body Is In The World As The Heart Is In The Organism: It Keeps The Visible Spectacle Constantly Alive, It Breathes Life Into It And Sustains It Inwardly, And With It Forms A System.

Our View Of Man Will Remain Superficial So Long As We Fail To Go Back To That Origin [of Silence], So Long As We Fail To Find, Beneath The Chatter Of Words, The Primordial Silence, And As Long As We Do Not Describe The Action Which Breaks This Silence. The Spoken Word Is A Gesture, And Its Meaning, A World.

As A Matter Of Principle, Humanity Is Precarious: Each Person Can Only Believe What He Recognizes To Be True Internally And, At The Same Time, Nobody Thinks Or Makes Up His Mind Without Already Being Caught Up In Certain Relationships With Others, Which Leads Him To Opt For A Particular Set Of Opinions.

The Perceived World Is The Always-presupposed Foundation Of All Rationality, All Value, And All Existence.