Philosophy is a battle against the bewitchment of our intelligence by means of language.

Suppose someone follows the series "1,3,5,7, ..", and in writing the series 2x+1; and he asked himself "But am I always doing the same thing, or something different every time?" If from one day to the next someone promises: "Tomorrow I will give up smoking", does he say the same thing every day, or every day something different?

Ethics and aesthetics are one.

Talent is a spring from which fresh water always flows.- But this spring is worthless if no good use is made of it.

For remember that in general we don't use language according to strict rules-- it hasn't been taught to us by means of strict rules, either. We, in our discussions on the other hand, constantly compare language with a calculus preceding to exact rules.

My day passes between logic, whistling, going for walks, and being depressed. I wish to God that I were more intelligent and everything would finally become clear to me - or else that I needn't live much longer.

Only let's cut out the transcendental twaddle when the whole thing is as plain as a sock on the jaw.