A picture held us captive. And we could not get outside it, for it lay in our language and language seemed to repeat it to us inexorably.

A propositional sign, applied and thought out, is a thought. A thought is a proposition with a sense.

I am sitting with a philosopher in the garden; he says again and again 'I know that that’s a tree', pointing to a tree that is near us. Someone else arrives and hears this, and I tell him: 'This fellow isn’t insane. We are only doing philosophy.

Tell them I've had a wonderful life.

Logic takes care of itself; all we have to do is to look and see how it does it.

The solution to the problem of life is seen in the vanishing of this problem.

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