‘I am a king without a kingdom. My kingdom is the language of the world, was, is, was, – will be, is, will be – was, will be, was – is, is, was. The language through which I feel [a. I felt] and I think [b. I thought]. I stop now, a and b, stopped me. OK. OK, nothing but the language. Nothing but the ancient Greek language. Nothing but the German language. The language is the road, modern English and modern German’.
‘What the people see-understand, expresses one weakness of being able to see-understand. A weakness of the language (the common language), the common people, the common mind, the empty mind’.
‘The language of love. The language of empty love. If you [I] wish to empty the Love from your [my] brain, you [I] need to empty the language. It is not possible. It will be good for a [the] woman but not for the domain of feelings + thoughts. My love for you is in feelings + thoughts which were blossomed-developed-examined by using the language, and more language. You think in language. You [sadly] feel in language’.
‘The size of language is a green pea. [For the optimists, the size of language is the size of Monaco.] The size of love language is the blue Moon. The same night, the size of language is the green Moon. A green pea, is responsible to help us understand the blue Moon. Ludwig Wittgenstein where are you? Nikos Dimou where are you? ’
‘The horse of George Stubbs, at the London National Gallery is a word. The horse of George Stubbs is not a language. The principles that go for the language, also, go for the logic and the mathematics.’
‘Day. Day. Word. Word. The world is full of languages. A day in history is full of languages. With only one logic?’
‘Life and death. A Language is the grave of another Language. Language is the grave of many loves, including mine.’
‘You think-feel in language. You destroy your life or the life of others in language.’
‘The existent, the non-existent. Love itself has made the language the castle in which we work as servants wearing black robes. We used the language to love someone and this helped us to accept the language in peace and war.’
‘UBS & RBS. These are the names of two banks in the capitalist system of London. These are two financial words. But how on earth we are Here? As you glimpse, from these two words with letters, ‘first are the letters that were invented, around 2000 B.C. to indicate tiny sounds of speech’ David Sacks writes in his book The Alphabet (2003). What Aristotle and Wittgenstein could have said if they had this book in front of their eyes? What I [don’t] say? In the same book, you read also about OK, that was once a presidential slogan, in the 1840 USA. OK then!’
‘The words of a situation in depression are more useful, than no words from a happy man with an empty brain.’
‘A packet of crisps exists only in language….’
‘Everything that happens is the shadow of language. When nothing happens, the shadow is self-illuminated.’
‘The brain understanding is a drop. The language is the sea. [This person must be in love, and when the loves hurts he reversing the above to: (i) The brain understanding is a sea. The language is the drop. (ii) The brain understanding is a drop. The language is the drop. (iii) -the absolute pessimist- The brain understanding is a half-drop. The language is the drop consisted of a. ¼ language, b. ¼ logic, c. ¼ mathematics, and d. ¼ – ½ madness ½ love.]
‘In the Holy Books, there is a mass of tiny letters (which came first in the language), ink and sperm.’
‘The world is a limited whole (not pink hole). My love is limited, and in my love for Anna the language is [was] mirrored. The days in childhood, the days in love, the days in prison, the days in the sea are like irons in the fire that can get my fingers burnt.’
‘The cakes that [my] Anna eats exist in language, a cake occurs in the CONTENT OF A PROPOSITION.’
“The Tcactatus was put forward for a Ph.D. and Wittgenstein said to the two examiners, who happened to be famous philosophers of the era: ‘Don’t worry, I know you ‘ll never understand it”. This is what I decide saying to you: You ‘ll never understand it [me].
Ps. As a poet wrote once “He who touches the ashes of the past, will burn himself with still glowing coals.” The past will always burn, even after my life-time. Not because of me, not because of that woman called Anna [nicknamed as Apple], but because of my grandfather.
“The grandson of Aristotle +…”