Notes:
“Normal human beings are a balm to me…and a torment at the same time.”

"Drury added that he hoped Wittgenstein would make lots of friends. Wittgenstein replied: 'It is obvious to me that you are becoming thoughtless and stupid. How could you imagine I would ever have lots of friends?'" (Remark: officially one of my favorite books for this segment alone)

"Exhaustion, loneliness, madness—these were his lot, and he had to accept them: ‘Only nothing theatrical. Of that you must guard against.’"

"He would, according to Russell, ‘pace up and down like a wild beast for three hours in agitated silence.’ Once, Russell asked: ‘Are you thinking about logic or your sins?’ ‘Both’, Wittgenstein replied, and continued his pacing."

"They ridiculed him by chanting an alliterative jingle that made play of his unhappiness and of the distance between him and the rest of the school: _‘Wittgenstein wndelt wehmütig widriger Winde wegen Wienwärts_.’ (‘Wittgenstein wends his woeful windy way towards Vienna.’) In his efforts to make friends, he felt, he later said, ‘betrayed and sold’ by his schoolmates."

“The great problem round which everything I write turns is: Is there an order in the world a priori, and if so what does it consist in?”

"I must UNFORTUNATELY go to Vienna. There was no way out of it…The thought of going home appals me…Being here does me no end of good and I do not think I could now bear life among people."

“From time to time I was afraid [of dying]. That is the fault of a false view of life.”