Ludwig Wittgenstein: Letters to Russell, Keynes and Moore

16 October 2019


My day passes between logic, whistling, going for walks, and being depressed. I wish to God that I were more intelligent and everything would finally become clear to me - or else that I needn’t live much longer.

… deep inside me there’s a perpetual seething, like the bottom of a geyser, and I keep hoping that things will come to an eruption once and for all, so that I can turn into a different person.

Perhaps you regard this thinking about myself as a waste of time - but how can I be a logician before I’m a human being? Far the most important thing is to settle accounts with myself!

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