An Object is a simple thing out of which the substance of the world consist. Without simple objects, it would be impossible to picture the world, that is, to represent it.
An Object is a network of social relations organized or synthesized into empirical form by the complex disciplinary technology.
An Object is a personality. The large abalone shells, the shields covered with them... all are personalities. Decorated beams are themselves beings : Everything speaks. Roof, fire, carvings and paintings. A copper talks and grunts, demanding to be given away or destroyed: It is covered with blankets to keep it warm.
The Object is (like people and the world as well) not an absolute thing, but phenomena of perception. It requires expounding all the time because each person perceives life and death for himself and has a curiosity about the perceptions of others.
The Object is a source of enchantment only when it is perceived as particular and unique and not merely the member of a family, when it appears independent of any general notion and detached from the sanity of a cause, isolated and inexplicable in the light of ignorance.
An Object is a unity that requires an action of the mind which cuts off roots, melts away context. Or indeed we should never have objects or ideas or anything to talk about.
An Object is a form of experience, such as madness, illness, sexuality, and criminality which is to be recognized as a real, historical construct.
An Object is a thing which, via housewifely care, can be born of an intimate life, as opposed to indifferent objects or objects defined by geometric reality.