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In plain words

"If you set out to find who this 'I' is, it is Him you find. Am I the flesh? The bones? The blood? The marrow? The mind? The intellect? At last, by discrimination, one sees that 'I' am none of these. 'Not this, not this.' The Atman cannot be grasped or touched. He is without attributes, without limiting adjuncts.