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Monday, September 3, 2007

Coming Back to the Ring

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

A philosopher who is not taking part in discussions
Is like a boxer who never goes into the ring

Philosophers are often like little children
Who first scribble some marks
On a piece of paper
at random
And now ask the grown-up "What's that?"

There is no greater distress to be felt
Than that of one human being.
For if someone feels himself lost,
That is the ultimate distress

My live consists in my being content
To accept many things

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

If people never did silly things
Nothing intelligent would ever get done

If a lion could talk, we would not understand him

I am sitting with a philosopher in the garden;
H
e says again and again "I know that that's a tree",
P
ointing to a tree that is near us.
Someone else arrives and hears this,
And I tell them: "This fellow isn't insane.
We are only doing philosophy."

-Quotes from Ludwig Wittgenstein

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I can't wait to be back.

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From Nietzsche: Love is blind; friendship closes its eyes.

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