People are deeply imbedded in philosophical, i.e., grammatical confusions. And to free them presupposes pulling them out of the immensely manifold connections they are caught up in.

When we can't think for ourselves, we can always quote

Nothing is so difficult as not deceiving oneself.

The real question of life after death isn't whether or not it exists, but even if it does what problem this really solves.

If we spoke a different language, we would perceive a somewhat different world.

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

The limits of my language means the limits of my world.

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

If people did not sometimes do silly things, nothing intelligent would ever get done.

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

The problems are solved, not by giving new information, but by arranging what we have always known.

I kept trying to talk myself out of my second thoughts when they were trying to help me. My advice? When it comes to relationships, second thoughts should be promoted.

Take the straight path, even if it is long: marry no widow, even if she is a houri.

We're not raising children with the love that we need to.

Call me a joker, call me a fool, right at this moment I'm totally cool.

I always think, when there's stuff that people don't like, I always say that if I have another success, I'll enjoy it more, but you don't really.

Although it is true that petros and petra can mean 'stone' and 'rock' respectively in earlier Greek, the distinction is largely confined to poetry.

When blacks are left entirely to their own devices, Western civilization - any kind of civilization - disappears.

The twentieth century had a wonderful capacity for seeing nothing as the sum of everything.

I had a quick grasp of the secret to sanity, it had become the ability to hold the maximum of impossible combinations in one's mind.

Hence, viper thoughts, that coil around my mind,Reality's dark dream!I turn from you, and listen to the wind,Which long has raved unnoticed.