If The Body Had Been Easier To

At 12, I Knew That The Point Of Being Human Was To Spend One's Life Fighting Social Injustice.

The World Is Out There, But Descriptions Of The World Are Not.

Academic Disciplines Are Subject To Being Overtaken By Attacks Of "knowingness"- A State Of Mind And Soul That Prevents Shudders Of Awe And Makes One Immune To Enthusiasm.

I Think Of An Intellectual As Just Being Bookish, Being Interested In History Books, Utopian Ideas, That Kind Of Thing.

To Say That Truth Is Not Out There Is Simply To Say That Where There Are No Sentences There Is No Truth, That Sentences Are Elements Of Human Languages, And That Languages Are Human Creations.~ The Suggestion That Truth~ Is Out There Is A Legacy Of An Age In Which The World Was Seen As The Creation Of A Being Who Had A Language His Own.