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

Maurice Merleau Ponty

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
I live in the facial expressions of the other, as I feel him living in mine.
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Expression Facial Live Myself
The world is nothing but ‘world-as-meaning.
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Meaning World
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.
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Circle Fabric Mobile See Visible World
Language transcends us and yet we speak.
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Language Talk Transcend
We should be sensitive to the thread of silence from which the tissue of speech is woven.
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Silence Thread Tissue
The body is to be compared, not to a physical object, but rather to a work of art.
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Art Body Compare Object Work
I discover vision, not as a ‘thinking about seeing,’ to use Descartes expression, but as a gaze at grips with a visible world, and that is why for me there can be another’s gaze.
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Discover Expression Myself Vision World
It is a great good fortune, as Stendhal said, for one “to have his passion as a profession.
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Fortune Greatness Passion Professional
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
To understand is to experience harmony between what we aim at and what is given, between the intention and the performance – and the body is our anchorage in the world.
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Experience Goal Harmony Ourselves Understand World
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
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
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
I may speak many languages, but there remains one in which I live.
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Language Live Myself Talk