Not how the world is, but that it is, is the mystery.
The mystical is not how the world is, but that it is.
The sole remaining task for philosophy is the analysis of language.
An entire mythology is stored within our language.
What we cannot speak about we must pass over in silence.
The limits of your language are the limits of your world.
Ideas too sometimes fall from the tree before they are ripe.
At the core of all well-founded belief lies belief that is unfounded.
I act with complete certainty. But this certainty is my own.