What is left over if I subtract the fact that my arms goes up from the fact that I raise my arm?

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

It's impossible for me to say one word about all that music has meant to me in my life. How, then, can I hope to be understood?

Where our language suggests a body and there is none: there, we should like to say, is a spirit.

We must do away with all explanation, and description alone must take its place.

The human body is the best picture of the human soul.

My propositions serve as elucidations in the following way: anyone who understands me eventually recognizes them as nonsensical, when he has used them--as steps--to climb up beyond them. (He must, so to speak, throw away the ladder after he has climbed up it.) He must transcend these propositions, and then he will see the whole world aright.