“We may call it a border; abjection is above all ambiguity. Because, while releasing a hold, it does not radically cut off the subject from what threatens it—on the contrary, abjection acknowledges it to be in perpetual danger.” — Julia Kristeva, Powers of Horror: An Essay on Abjection

“I know myself only insofar as I am inherent in time and in the world, that is, I know myself only in ambiguity.” — 

Maurice Merleau-Ponty, The Phenomenology of Perception, trans. Colin Smith

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