Thoughts on “Private Language” and Natural Expressions
I like a look of agony, Because I know it’s true; Men do not sham convulsion Nor simulate a throe. The eyes glaze once, and that is death. Impossible to feign The beads upon the forehead By homely anguish strung. (Emily Dickinson) An important part of seeing what Wittgenstein is up to is to recognize that his starting point when “doing philosophy” is that there are all of these phenomena of life: we talk meaningfully about dreams, the future, sensations,…