...when we look at the sun, we imagine it as about two hundred feet away from us...And then my brain stopped working for a few minutes.
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If I have exhausted the justifications I have reached bedrock, and my spade is turned. Then I am inclined to say: "This is simply what I do."
(Ludwig Wittgenstein, Philosophical Investigations, remark 217)
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