The smarter I get, the less I know.

“But this is how it is — — —,” I say to myself over and over again. . . . One thinks that one is tracing nature over and over again, and one is merely tracing round the frame through which we look at it.

Ludwig Wittgenstein • Philosophical Investigations §§113–14

“But not-understanding had no frontiers and led to the infinite, to the God. It wasn't a not-understanding like that of a simpleton. What was good was having an intelligence and not understanding. It was a strange blessing like that of having madness without being crazy. It was a gentle disinterest toward the so-called matters of the intellect, a