A Thought (n.) is a distant, partial but faithful rebirth of the thinker's own first individuation: each concept and each feeling replays that original splitting.
Thought (n.) is the individual of the individual, and the body is the associated milieu in which it lives.
Thought (n.) that is real cannot be justified in advance; like a crystal, it earns its justification by holding together once it has formed.
Thought (n.) is a second individuation, arriving after the one that makes the subject, and nothing guarantees it can think being whole.
Thought (n.) turns the subject into a substance so that it can coincide with it and never lag behind itself.
Thought (n.) is something the brain does as the stomach digests; to call it a different kind of force is to invent unknown forces.
Thought (n.) is a go-between: it is directly in touch with each of two beings that have no tie to each other, and so ties them together.
Thought (n.) borrowed clings to its source: use a teacher's way of arguing long enough and you feel not that you are thinking, but that you are speaking in his voice.
Thought (n.) held collectively serves the members as a way to belong, and the more it does so the more it stiffens into stereotype.
Thought (n.) without a background is not thinking at all, only a string of disconnected snapshots.