Once upon a time, in some out of the way corner of that universe which is dispersed into numberless twinkling solar systems, there was a star upon which clever beasts invented knowing. That was the most arrogant and mendacious minute of ‘world history’, but nevertheless, it was only a minute. After nature had drawn a few breaths, the star cooled and congealed, and the clever beasts had to die. – One might invent such a fable, and yet he still would not have adequately illustrated how miserable, how shadowy and transient, how aimless and arbitrary the human intellect looks within nature. There were eternities during which it did not exist. And when it is all over with the human intellect, nothing will have happened.
On Truth and Lies in a Nonmoral Sense from Philosophy and Truth: Selections from Nietzsche’s Notebooks of the Early 1870s
Quoted in Ray Brassier’s Nihil Unbound
The quote remains true to our current understanding not only of our world’s fate, but of our universe. Not only in the long run did we not happen, nothing happened anywhere nor was there ever anywhere for it to happen in.
And it is wonderful. Thanks, Max, for the comment. Which happened. At least for now.