Disgust is a sort of synthesis which attaches to the total form of objects, and which must diminish and disappear as scientific analysis separates into facts what, as a whole, is so repugnant.

Disgust is an ailment of all but the truly poor.

Disgust is always originally disgust at touching.

Disgust is merely detours of the disgust with ourselves.

Dread is fear when caused by something utterly unfamiliar.

Dread is a remote infinity of possibility.

Dread is a sympathetic antipathy and an antipathetic sympathy.

Dread is impending, one feels some relief when the trouble has come.

The Echo is the voice of a reflection in a mirror.

Echo is being’s call of distress into the present.

Echo is that which, by exposing us to modernity’s deep distress, also launches the other beginning of philosophy.

Echo is the scream of forgotten being from amidst the reign of technology.

Habit is the invisible architecture of daily life.

Habit is that into which uncertainty disappears.

Habit is the second nature which destroys the first.

Habit is the ballast that chains the dog to his vomit.