«A body’s material. It’s off to one side. Distinct from other bodies. A body begins and ends against another body. The void is itself a subtle kind of body. A body isn’t empty. It’s full of other bodies, pieces, organs, parts, tissues, kneecaps, rings, tubes, levers, and bellows. It’s also full of itself: that’s all it is. The soul is material, made of entirely different matter, matter that has no place, size, or weight. But it’s material, very subtly. And so it drops out of sight. But it's the soul that senses. And the soul, first of all, senses the body. It senses it from all parts containing it and retaining it. If the body didn't retain it, the whole soul would escape in gossamer words, evaporating into the sky.»
Jean-Luc Nancy, «Fifty-eight Indices on the Body»