Thus the public use of reason and freedom is nothing but a dessert, a sumptuous dessert.

Physics is nothing but the ABC's. Nature is an equation with an unknown, a Hebrew word which is written only with consonants to which reason has to add the dots.

The farther reason looks the greater is the haze in which it loses itself.

Our reason arises, at the very least, from this twofold lesson of sensuous revelations and human testimonies.

What good to me is the festive garment of freedom when I am in a slave's smock at home?

Not only the entire ability to think rests on language... but language is also the crux of the misunderstanding of reason with itself.