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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.

Maurice Merleau Ponty

The child lives in a world which he unhesitatingly believes accessible to all around him.
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Believe Children Hesitate Live World
I am not in front of my body, I am in it or rather I am it… If we can still speak of interpretation in relation to the perception of one’s own body, we shall have to say that it interprets itself.
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Body Oneself Perception Relation Talk
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.
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Determination Open Start World
Machiavelli is the complete contrary of a machiavellian, since he describes the tricks of power and gives the whole show away. The seducer and the politician, who live in the dialectic and have a feeling and instinct for it, try their best to keep it hidden.
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Complete Conflict Feeling Hide Politics Show
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.
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Color Consciousness Division Failure Recognition Separate Sight
It is the essence of certainty to be established only with reservations.
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Certain Essence Establishment Reservation
The world is nothing but ‘world-as-meaning.
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Meaning World
Socrates reminds us that it is not the same thing, but almost the opposite, to understand religion and to accept it.
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Acceptance Religion Reminder Understand
The sensate body possesses an art of interrogating the sensible according to its own wishes, an inspired exegesis.
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Art Body Interrogate Possession
The photograph keeps open the instants which the onrush of time closes up forthwith; it destroys the overtaking, the overlapping, the metamorphosis of time.
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Close Destroy Instant Open Photograph Time
Everyone is alone and yet nobody can do without other people, not just because they are useful but also when it comes to happiness.
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Alone Happiness People
Language transcends us and yet we speak.
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Language Talk Transcend
I may speak many languages, but there remains one in which I live.
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Language Live Myself Talk
The world is the natural setting of, and field for, all my thoughts and all my explicit perceptions.
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Natural Perception Thinking World
We know not through our intellect but through our experience.
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Experience Intellectual Ourselves
Like the weaver, the writer works on the wrong side of his material. He has only to do with the language, and it is thus that he suddenly finds himself surrounded by sense.
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Language Material Surround Weave Work Writing