Je ne suis rien que le regard qui te voit, que cette pensée incolore qui te pense. - Jean-Paul Sartre

I marvel at these young people: drinking their coffee, they tell clear, plausible stories. If they are asked what they did yesterday, they aren't embarrassed: they bring you up to date in a few words. If I were in their place, I'd fall all over myself.

The For-itself, in fact, is nothing but the pure nihilation of the In-itself; it is like a hole of being at the heart of Being.

También ellos necesitan ser muchos para existir