"My mind is not like a machine, but like a hand. Its job is to make things, not to analyze them."

"A picture held us captive. And we could not get outside it, for it lay in our language and language seemed to repeat it to us inexorably."

"My mind is not a repository for other people's garbage."

"I once thought that I was going to be an engineer, but then I found myself thinking about philosophy all the time. I couldn't stop."

"The limit of empiricism is not the world, but the limit of my language."