To convince someone of the truth, it is not enough to state it, but rather one must find the path from error to truth.

When one is frightened of the truth then it is never the whole truth that one has an inkling of.

Like everything metaphysical the harmony between thought and reality is to be found in the grammar of the language.

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

A French politician once wrote that it was a peculiarity of the French language that in it words occur in the order in which one thinks them.

I don't know why we are here, but I'm pretty sure that it is not in order to enjoy ourselves.

To believe in God is to see that life has a meaning.