Feeling (n.) is where everything starts — but source only means the first, crudest way a thing appears.
Feeling (n.) makes a principle my very own: what is only in the head can be held apart from me, what is in the heart is a mode of my individuality.
Feeling (n.) of self exists only in particular feelings: the subject is immersed in its private sensations and, in the same act, gathers itself together in them as one.
Feeling (n.) is the inarticulate weave of the spirit into itself, containing the whole material of its knowledge.
Feeling (n.) is the lowest and worst form in which reason can exist — not more than thought, but less.
Feeling (n.) clung to against reason holds nothing more than reason does except particular subjectivity, vanity and caprice.