The aspects of a thing that are most important to us are hidden to us because of their simplicity and familiarity.

I am still at Trattenbach, surrounded, as ever, by odiousness and baseness. I know that human beings on the average are not worth much anywhere, but here they are much more good-for-nothing and irresponsible than elsewhere.

If you tried to doubt everything you would not get as far as doubting anything. The game of doubting itself presupposes certainty.

Only describe, don't explain.

It is not humanly possible to gather immediately from it what the logic of language is. Language disguises thought.

The face is the soul of the body.

All I know is what I have words for.