Ludwig Wittgenstein Quotes

Color is born of the interpenetration of light and dark.

I like to describe my life as a black hole with a little light out there.

We learn that it is not the rays which bodies absorb, but those which they reject, that give them the colours they are known by; and in the same way people are specialized by their dislikes and antagonisms, whilst their goodwill is looked upon as no attribute at all.

There are chemists who spend their whole lives trying to find out what's in a lump of sugar. I want to know one thing. What is color?

The more an object is polished or brilliant, the less you see its own color and the more it becomes a mirror reflecting the color of its surroundings.

If you shut your eyes and are a lucky one, you may see at times a shapeless pool of lovely pale colours suspended in the darkness; then if you squeeze your eyes tighter, the pool begins to take shape, and the colours become so vivid that with another squeeze they must go on fire.

Crime and vice generally require darkness for prowling. They disappear when light plays upon them.

Obviously the more transparency we have as auditors, the more we can get, but the main goal is to understand important characteristics about a black box algorithm without necessarily having to understand every single granular detail of the algorithm.

Sleep would be so welcome. A warm blanket of black to erase everything else. Sleep without dreams.

Black is like the silence of the body after death, the close of life.

Colour-blindness always extends to the complementary colours. Those who are red blind are also green blind; those who are blind to blue have no consciousness of yellow. This law holds good for all mental phenomena; it is a fundamental condition of consciousness.

There's a black rose growing in your garden.

Dark sides are important. They should be nurtured like nasty black orchids.

Black chaos comes, and the fettered gods of the earth say, Let there be light.

Despotism can only exist in darkness.

The other shape, If shape it might be call'd that shape had none Distinguishable in member, joint, or limb; Or substance might be call'd that shadow seem'd, For each seem'd either,--black it stood as night, Fierce as ten furies, terrible as hell, And shook a dreadful dart; what seem'd his head The likeness of a kingly crown had on. Satan was now at hand.

Rafael, the Rat King, stared at the carnage with black-button eyes. "She is dead." "Ding dong, the witch is dead.

There is indeed no such thing in life as absolute darkness; one's eyes revolt and hasten to fill the vacuum by floating in sparks, dream patterns, figures whimsical and figures grotesque, shifting and clad in complementary colors, to appease the indignant cups and rods of the retina.

The blackest of fluid is used as an agent to enlighten the world.

Fear and lies fester in darkness. The truth may wound, but it cuts clean.

Never did anybody look so sad. Bitter and black, halfway down, in the darkness, in the shaft which ran from the sunlight to the depths, perhaps a tear formed; a tear fell; the waves swayed this way and that, received it, and were at rest. Never did anybody look so sad.

It's as if a child with a brush and too much enthusiasm has been set free with a tin of black paint inside me.

When a photon comes down, it interacts with electrons throughout the glass, not just on the surface. The photon and electrons do some kind of dance, the net result of which is the same as if the photon hit only on the surface.

Black milk of daybreak we drink it at sundown.

Bright beads of red are rising through the ink, Hearts-blood bubbles smearing out into the black stream