The Range Of What We Think And

One Cannot Say Everything At Once.

Attempts To Wake Before Our Time Are Often Punished, Especially By Those Who Love Us Most. Because They, Bless Them, Are Asleep. They Think Anyone Who Wakes Up, Or Who, Still Asleep, Realizes That What Is Taken To Be Real Is A ‘dream’ Is Going Crazy.

The 'data' (given) Of Research Are Not So Much Given As Taken Out Of A Constantly Elusive Matrix Of Happenings. We Should Speak Of Capta Rather Than Data.

Philosophy Does Not Exist. It Is Nothing But An Hypostatized Abstraction.

From The Moment Of Birth, When The Stone-age Baby Confronts The Twentieth-century Mother, The Baby Is Subjected To These Forces Of Violence Called Love, As Its Father And Mother And Their Parents And Their Parents Before Them, Have Been. These Forces Are Mainly Concerned With Destroying Most Of Its Potential.