The I (n.) is something animals cannot say; only man can, because he is thinking itself.
The I (n.) is the Notion itself come into existence: I have notions, but the I is the pure Notion.
The I (n.) is universal: when I say 'I', this singular I, I say in general all 'I's — everyone is what I say.
The I (n.) is thinking as the subject — the abstractly free — and because I am in all my sensations and states, thought pervades them all as their category.
The I (n.) is structured in such a way that it mirrors the concept, which is at once universal, particular, and individual, which 'embraces' 'overreaches' what is other than itself.
The I (n.) lets fall all particularity when I say "I" — character, gifts, knowledge, age; the I is empty, a point, yet in its simplicity active.
The I (n.) is the most familiar example of being-for-itself: the whole expanse of one's being-there focused into the simple form of an infinite self-relation that is at the same time negative.
The I (n.) forms a particular intimate unity which cannot be explained by the mechanistic categories of 'causality' or 'reciprocity' but only conceptually.
The I (n.) is a void, a receptacle for anything and everything: each of us is a whole world of representations buried in the night of the "I."
The I (n.) is the most impossible fact of all: nothing is more impossible than that I exist, for "I" is at once pure self-relation and, unconditionally, relation to another.
The I (n.) is a transcendental subject = x, known only through the thoughts that are its predicates, with the "inconvenience" that we must already use it to judge it.
The I (n.) is a universality that holds together only by negating: it withdraws from every content into the freedom of unrestricted equality with itself, and at the same stroke excludes all others as an individual person.