Sometimes, in doing philosophy, one just wants to utter an inarticulate sound.

If there were a verb meaning "to believe falsely," it would not have any significant first person, present indicative.

It is one of the chief skills of the philosopher not to occupy himself with questions which do not concern him.

What is troubling us is the tendency to believe that the mind is like a little man within.

The sense of the world must lie outside the world... What we cannot speak about we must remain silent about... What can be described can happen too, and what is excluded by the laws of causality cannot be described.

Not only is there no guarantee of the temporal immortality of the human soul, that is to say of its eternal survival after death; but, in any case, this assumption completely fails to accomplish the purpose for which it has always been intended. Or is some riddle solved by my surviving forever? Is not this eternal life itself as much of a riddle as our present life?

The real discovery is the one which enables me to stop doing philosophy when I want to. The one that gives philosophy peace, so that it is no longer tormented by questions which bring itself into question.