If I have exhausted the justifications, I have reached bedrock and my spade is turned. Then I am inclined to say: "This is simply what I do."
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If I have exhausted the justifications, I have reached bedrock and my spade is turned. Then I am inclined to say: "This is simply what I do."
Tell them I've had a wonderful life.
The whole sense of the book might be summed up the following words: what can be said at all can be said clearly, and what we cannot talk about we must pass over in silence.
The purely corporeal can be uncanny. Compare the way angels and devils are portrayed. So-called "miracles" must be connected with this. A miracle must be, as it were, a sacred gesture.
If God had looked into our minds he would not have been able to see there whom we were speaking of.
But if you say: "How am I to know what he means, when I see nothing but the signs he gives?" Then I say: "How is he to know what he means, when he has nothing but the signs either?"
We must plow through the whole of language.
What we are destroying is nothing but houses of cards and we are clearing up the ground of language on which they stood.
It is clear that the causal nexus is not a nexus at all.
All testing, all confirmation and disconfirmation of a hypothesis takes place already within a system. And this system is not a more or less arbitrary and doubtful point of departure for all our arguments; no it belongs to the essence of what we call an argument. The system is not so much the point of departure, as the element in which our arguments have their life.