Ice

A language for describing our actions exists, because many people experience this reality and are able to discuss amongst themselves someone else’s ostentatious affability or someone else’s faux pas. A language for describing myself does not exist, because no one except myself experiences this reality.

that in the language in which we speak, all these tragic deformations and limitations of the language in which we speak cannot be expressed.

‘Such memory is not a gift but a curse: because we remember only the past, and we remember one single past, each his own, we succumb to the delusion – Doctor Kotarbiński too succumbed to it – that past events remain established for all eternity, frozen in truth. And we construct all logic based on this delusion.’