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

We know not through our intellect but through our experience.

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

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.

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.

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.

The body is our general medium for having a world.

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.

I live in the facial expressions of the other, as I feel him living in mine.

The body is to be compared, not to a physical object, but rather to a work of art.

The photograph keeps open the instants which the onrush of time closes up forthwith; it destroys the overtaking, the overlapping, the metamorphosis of time.

...companionship refused is worse than loneliness.

The best career advice I've gotten is to stay focused, keep moving forward.

The nationalist has a broad hatred and a narrow love.

Aspire rather to be a hero than merely appear one.

The younger people get into the lyrics in a different way; there's much more of a tactile understanding, which is the way I prefer it.

People are at the mercy of internet trolls who bring people who are excellent in their fields down to their level. They're diminishing someone's flame to make theirs brighter.

Newspapers are to the body politic what arteries are to the human body, their function being to carry blood and sustenance and repair to every part of the body.

I envy my dad and his faith. I envy all people who have someone to beseech, who know where they're going, who sleep under the fluffy white comforter of belief.

For me, closing libraries is the equivalent of eating your seed corn to save a little money.

I want to someday be in the same position as John Elway, Joe Montana and Steve Young.