Life is love of life.

This sinking one’s teeth into the things which the act of eating involves above all measure the surplus of the reality…is the way the I, the absolute commencement, is suspended in the non-I.

The underlying tragic element in the ego [is] the fact that it is riveted to its own being.

Even if the content of life ensures my life, the means is immediately sought as an end, and the pursuit of this end becomes an end in its turn.

What it [the human being] lacks is its source of plenitude and wealth. Need, a happy dependence, is capable of satisfaction, like a void, which gets filled.

Borrowed quote salad, all from Levinas, all via Social Theory & Private Affairs