Where two principles really do meet which cannot be reconciled with one another, then each man declares the other a fool and a heretic
A logical picture of facts is a thought.
Don't think, but look! (PI 66)
When one is frightened of the truth then it is never the whole truth that one has an inkling of.
The world is everything that is the case.
The child learns to believe a host of things. I.e. it learns to act according to these beliefs. Bit by bit there forms a system of what is believed, and in that system some things stand unshakeably fast and some are more or less liable to shift. What stands fast does so, not because it is intrinsically obvious or convincing; it is rather held fast by what lies around it.
My work consists of two parts: of the one which is here, and of everything which I have not written. And precisely this second part is the important one.
Philosophy is not a body of doctrine but an activity. ...Without philosophy thoughts are, as it were, cloudy and indistinct: its task is to make them clear and to give them sharp boundaries.
Is it even always an advantage to replace an indistinct picture by a sharp one? Isn't the indistinct one often what we need?
The truly apocalyptic view of the world is that things do not repeat themselves. It isn't absurd, e.g., to believe that the age of science and technology is the beginning of the end for humanity; that the idea of great progress is delusion, along with the idea that the truth will ultimately be known; that there is nothing good or desirable about scientific knowledge and that mankind, in seeking it, is falling into a trap. It is by no means obvious that this is not how things are.
Wishing is not acting. But willing is acting.
I give no sources, because it is indifferent to me whether what I have thought has already been thought before me by another.
One often makes a remark and only later sees how true it is.
A new word is like a fresh seed sown on the ground of the discussion.
You can't think decently if you're not willing to hurt yourself
There are remarks that sow and remarks that reap.
Man is the microcosm: I am my world.
Talent is a spring from which fresh water always flows.- But this spring is worthless if no good use is made of it.
Genius is what makes us forget the master's talent.
Our ordinary language has no means for describing a particular shade of color. Thus it is incapable of producing a picture of this color.
Freud's fanciful pseudo-explanations (precisely because they are brilliant) perform a disservice. Now any ass has these pictures available to use in "explaining" symptoms of an illness.
I might say: if the place I want to get to could only be reached by way of a ladder, I would give up trying to get there. For the place I really have to get to is a place I must already be at now. Anything that I might reach by climbing a ladder does not interest me.
The fact that we can describe the motions of the world using Newtonian mechanics tell us nothing about the world. The fact that we do, does tell us something about the world.
It seems to me that, in every culture, I come across a chapter headed 'Wisdom.' And then I know exactly what is going to follow: 'Vanity of vanities, all is vanity.'
Suppose we think while we talk or write--I mean, as we normally do--we shall not in general say that we think quicker than we talk, but the thought seems not to be separate from the expression.
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