Quote by Ludwig Wittgenstein
Uttering a word is like striking a note on the keyboard of the ima

Uttering a word is like striking a note on the keyboard of the imagination. – Ludwig Wittgenstein

Other quotes by Ludwig Wittgenstein

When one is frightened of the truth then it is never the whole truth that one has an inkling of. – Ludwig Wittgenstein

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Truth
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Like everything metaphysical the harmony between thought and reality is to be found in the grammar of the language. – Ludwig Wittgenstein

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Grammar
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It is so characteristic, that just when the mechanics of reproduction are so vastly improved, there are fewer and fewer people who know how the music should be played. – Ludwig Wittgenstein

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Music
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Imagination
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In my imagination yes, I remember, when I was six years old, I was conducting all this concert in my house. But now its real. – Gustavo Dudamel

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Imagination

A financier is a pawnbroker with imagination. – Arthur Wing Pinero

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Imagination

Yes, I was correctly quoted in saying I introduced sex into films in the 20s, but it was sex in good taste and left a great deal to ones imagination. – Pola Negri

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Imagination

I hope that Im sexy in a different kind of way than I think that a lot of girls are right now. I think a lot of girls in the public eye, especially musical artists, are just kind of objectified a little bit and wearing super-skimpy outfits and leaving nothing to the imagination. – Emmy Rossum

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Imagination

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That man is prudent who neither hopes nor fears anything from the uncertain events of the future. – Anatole France

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Creation destroys as it goes, throws down one tree for the rise of another. But ideal mankind would abolish death, multiply itself million upon million, rear up city upon city, save every parasite alive, until the accumulation of mere existence is swollen to a horror. – David Herbert Lawrence

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