My friend is studying philosophy.
She specializes in Wittgenstein.
And whenever I tell her I love her
She tells me that this is not true.
She says:
How can you be sure that you love me when Wittgenstein says that it's not even certain that the world exists at all?!
When Wittgenstein says
When Wittgenstein says
Or was it Russell, or was it Kant?
No, I think it was Wittgenstein.
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There are pictures of Wittgenstein on her wall
And they convey the impression
That Wittgenstein was a rather sad man.
And I can understand that, because he always worked so hard at his desk.
And, then, he did find out that the world is all that which is the case.
OK, I can't help myself: I'm not particularly impressed with that either.
And then she says to me:
You see, that's always the problem with you, you are always so arrogant, you're always so sure, but how can you be sure that you love me when Wittgenstein says that it's not even certain that the world exists at all?!
When Wittgenstein says
When Wittgenstein says
Or was it Russell, or was it Kant? (...)