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Bertrand Russell

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I do not believe that I am now dreaming, but I cannot prove that I am not. I am, however, quite certain that I am having certain experiences, whether they be those of a dream or those of waking life.
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Human Knowledge: Its Scope and Limits (1948), p. 172

 
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