World (n.) is inseparable from the subjectivity and from the intersubjectivity which find their unity through the taking up of my past experiences in my present experiences, the taking up of the other's experience in my own.
The World (n.) is not an object but the universal style of all perceptions.
The World (n.) is not an object such that I have in my possession its laws and constitution... it is the natural milieu and the field of all my thoughts and all my explicit perceptions.
The World (n.) is not problematical... let us say that it is mysterious, but this mystery defines it: It is on the hither side of all solutions.
The World (n.) is not something which the philosopher can bring it to explicit expression. Rather, it is the foundation of explicitness and its background. Like with art, philosophy is not the reflection of a prior truth the realization of a truth.
The World (n.) is not what I think but what I live it is that to which I am open to. I communicate with it but I cannot possess nor completely account for it. It is inexhaustible.
The World (n.) is precisely that thing of which we form a representation, not as humans, but insofar as we are all one sole light and insofar as we participate in the 'one' without dividing it.
The World (n.) is such that our relationship to it, as it is untiringly enunciated within us, is not a thing which can be further clarified by analysis, 'philosophy can only place it once more' before our gaze and offer it to our observation.
The World (n.) is such that we must not wonder whether we perceive it truly, but must instead say 'the world is what we perceive'. If we speak of illusions, it is because we have recognized them in the name of some perception which gave us assurance of its own truth.
The World (n.) is that spectacle without which the act of relating is nothing.
The World (n.) is the field for all my thoughts and all my perceptions. Man is in the world, and only in the world does he know himself.
The World (n.) is the natural setting of, and field for, all my thoughts and all my explicit perceptions.
The World (n.) is the sense which shows through at the intersection of my experiences and those of others.
The World (n.) is this pre-objective individual whose imperious unity prescribes to knowledge its goal.
The World (n.) is in no way a mere illusion. Too say so is to make a category mistake, for illusions can appear only against the background of the world and our primordial faith in it.