Ludwig Wittgenstein Quotes

The world is nothing but 'world-as-meaning.

I stick my finger into existence.. it smells of nothing. Where am I? Who am I? What is this thing called the world? What does this word mean?

The world is, of course, nothing but our conception of it.

I secretly think reality exists so we can speculate about it.

Because our entire universe is made up of consciousness, we never really experience the universe directly we just experience our consciousness of the universe, our perception of it, so right, our only universe is perception.

The world is real. Consciousness is the illusion.

I dream, therefore I exist.

It is only in the world of objects that we have time and space and selves.

Where conscious subjectivity is concerned, there is no distinction between the observation and the thing observed.

I want a nonfiction that explores our shifting, unstable, multiform, evanescent experience in and of the world.

I--this thought which is called I--is the mould into which the world is poured like melted wax.

But we shall not know the world by looking at it; we know it by looking at the hovering fly.

Metaphysical world.- It is true, there could be a metaphysical world; the absolute possibility of it is hardly to be disputed. We behold all things through the human head and cannot cut off this head; while the question nonetheless remains what of the world would still be there if one had cut it off.

"Well, it's no use your talking about waking him," said Tweedledum, "when you're only one of the things in his dream. You know very well you're not real."

Our perceiving self is nowhere to be found in the world-picture, because it itself is the world-picture.

To be is to be perceived

There is no frontier between being and appearing.

This world may be only illusion -- but it's the only illusion we've got.

The world is... the natural setting of, and field for, all my thoughts and all my explicit perceptions. Truth does not inhabit only the inner man, or more accurately, there is no inner man, man is in the world, and only in the world does he know himself.

Whether if soul did not exist time would exist or not, is a question that may fairly be asked; for if there cannot be someone to count there cannot be anything that can be counted, so that evidently there cannot be number; for number is either what has been, or what can be, counted.

The only way to give finality to the world is to give it consciousness.

I want to challenge the presumption that the world cannot know it is the world unless there is an alternative to the world.

From the perspective of mere representation, the external world always remains only a phenomenon.

Man is the measure of all things.

Abstraction is real, probably more real than nature.