Currently reading: Personalism by Emmanuel Mounier đź“š

A thousand photographs put together will not amount to a man who walks, thinks and wills (xvii)

There are not, then, stones, trees, animals—and persons, the last being like mobile trees or a more astute kind of animals. The person is not the most marvelous object in the world, nor anything else that we can know from the outside. It is the one reality that we know, and that we were at the same time fashioning from within. Present everywhere, it is given nowhere. (xvii)