Comment after viewing a photo of someone I have never met but was somehow moved by her face.
When one talks of interiors instead of exteriors, that whole other world opens up, some of which can be captured in language and some just escapes the words we know and use. In the face of this, sometimes we are just silent, and other times we invent words or special meanings for familiar words. The experience of grief would be an example of the first; Heidegger's philosophy would be an example of the second. There is the third alternative, sometimes mine, to ask unanswerable questions and try to live with the situation of no-answer, at least not now.
