Ordinary language is all right.
One could divide humanity into two classes:
those who master a metaphor, and those who hold by a formula.
Those with a bent for both are too few, they do not comprise a class.
'The academic study of the present fantasizes an authority over our lives that experience and history demonstrate we've never had, and from that fantasy by implication, fantasizes also an authority of the elect over the lives of others.'
'There is a never ending haggling over whether we will renounce the intimate relationship that we have with ourselves, something for which THEY have given us so much flak.'
'The form-of-life is not beyond bare life, it is its intimate polarization.'
Trying to talk yourself into it.
Things turn impassable again; rough.
I thought it was a song about hermeneutics, turned out it was a song about love.
'We must reserve a back shop all our own, entirely free, in which to establish our real liberty and our principal retreat and solitude. Here our ordinary conversation must be between us and ourselves, and so private that no outside association or communication can find a place; here we must talk and laugh as if without wife, without children, without possessions, without retinue and servants, so that, when the time comes to lose them, it will be nothing new to us to do without them. We have a soul that can be turned back upon itself; it can keep itself company; it has the means to attack and the means to defend, the means to receive and the means to give: let us not fear that in this solitude we shall stagnate in tedious idleness: In solitude be to thyself a throng.'