...impressions, or from any other, that the idea of self is derived ; and consequently there is no such idea For my part, when I enter most intimately into what I call myself, I always stumble on some perception or other, of heat or cold, light or shade, love or hatred, pain or pleasure. I never can...

...are different, and distinguishable, and separable from each other, and may be separately considered, and may exist separately, and have no need of any...I call myself, I always stumble on some particular percep/ tion or other, of heat or cold, light or shade, love or hatred, pain or pleasure. I never can...

...from any other, that the idea of Self is derived ; and consequently there is no such idea.". . . . " For my part, when I enter most intimately into what...light or shade, love or hatred, pain or pleasure. / never can catch myself at any time without a perception, and never can OBSERVE anything but the perception....

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...what I call my- {11|£prop0il" self, I always stumble on some particular perception or other of heat, cold, light or shade, love or hatred, pain or pleasure. I never catch myself at any time without a perception " — that is, unmodified in any way whatever. This is...

...from any other, that the idea of Self is derived ; and consequently there is no such idea.". . . . " For my part, when I enter most intimately into what...light or shade, love or hatred, pain or pleasure. / never can catch myself at any time without a perception, and never can ORSERVE anything but the perception....

...object of intellect alone. We are never objects of sense to ourselves.' Ferrier, Inst.of Mctaph. p. 80. 'For my part, when I enter most intimately into what...stumble on some particular perception or other of heat, light, or shade, love or hatred, pain or pleasure. I never catch myself at any time without a perception.'...

...is nothing to give us the impression of a perennial and invariable self. ' When I enter,' he says, ' most intimately into what I call myself, I always...light or shade, love or hatred, pain or pleasure.' Mind is nothing but a bundle of conceptions, in a perpetual flux and movement. He goes on to explain...

...invariable self. ' When I enter, ' he says, ' most intimately into what I call myself, I always •tumble on some particular perception or other, of heat or...light or shade, love or hatred, pain or pleasure.' Mind is nothing but a bundle of conceptions, in a perpetual flux and movement. He goes on to explain...

...is nothing to give us the impression of a perennial and invariable self. ' When I enter," he says, ' most intimately into what I call myself, I always stumble on some particular perception or other, of heitt or cold, light or shade, love or hatred, pain or pleasure.' Miud is nothing hut a bundle of conceptions,...