A logical picture of facts is a thought.
The world is independent of my will.
We are asleep. Our Life is a dream. But we wake up sometimes, just enough to know that we are dreaming.
Philosophy, as we use the word, is a fight against the fascination which forms of expression exert upon us.
It is much easier to bury a problem than to solve it.
You get tragedy where the tree, instead of bending, breaks.