A poet’s words go through us and through us. And that’s causally connected with the use that they have in our life. And it is also connected with the way in which, conformably to this use, we let our thoughts roam up and down in the familiar surroundings of the words.
—Ludwig Wittgenstein, Zettel, 155.
[Cited in The Colors of the Mind: Conjectures on Thinking in Literature by Angus Fletcher]
Showing posts with label Ludwig Wittgenstein. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ludwig Wittgenstein. Show all posts
struck note
Uttering a word is like striking a note on a keyboard of the imagination.
—Ludwig Wittgenstein, Philosophical Investigations (Prentice Hall, 3rd edition, 1973)
—Ludwig Wittgenstein, Philosophical Investigations (Prentice Hall, 3rd edition, 1973)
language game
Do not forget that a poem, although it is composed in the language of information, is not used in the language-game of giving information.
—Ludwig Wittgenstein, “Zettel”
—Ludwig Wittgenstein, “Zettel”
conjectures at random
Let us not conjecture at random about the greatest things.
—Heraclitus of Ephesus (c. 500BC)
♦ ♦ ♦
After several unsuccessful attempts to weld my results together into such a whole, I realized that I should never succeed. The best that I could write would never be more than philosophical remarks; my thoughts would be soon crippled if I tried to force them on in any single direction against their natural inclination.
—Ludwig Wittgenstein, preface to Philosophical Investigations
♦ ♦ ♦
—Heraclitus of Ephesus (c. 500BC)
♦ ♦ ♦
After several unsuccessful attempts to weld my results together into such a whole, I realized that I should never succeed. The best that I could write would never be more than philosophical remarks; my thoughts would be soon crippled if I tried to force them on in any single direction against their natural inclination.
—Ludwig Wittgenstein, preface to Philosophical Investigations
♦ ♦ ♦
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
