A philosopher who is not taking part in discussions is like a boxer who never goes into the ring.

The world is the totality of facts, not of things

A new word is like a fresh seed sown on the ground of the discussion.

It is obvious that an imagined #‎ world , however different it may be from the real one, must have something - a form - in common with it.

If I have exhausted the justifications, I have reached bedrock and my spade is turned. Then I am inclined to say: 'This is simply what I do.

Not how the world is, but that it is, is the mystery.

It is truly strange how long it takes to get to know oneself. I am now sixty two years old, yet just one moment ago I realised that I absolutely love lightly toasted bread. Simultaneously, I also realised that I loathe bread when it is heavily toasted. For almost sixty years, and quite unconsciously, I have been experiencing inner joy or total despair at my relationship with grilled bread.