What else, indeed, have I learned from the masters who taught me, the philosophers I have read, the societies I have visited and even from that science which is the pride of the West, apart from a few scraps of wisdom which, when laid end to end, coincide with the meditation of the Sage at the foot of the tree? Every effort to understand destroys the object studied in favor of another object, of a different nature; this second object requires from us a new effort which destroys it in favor of a third, and so on and so forth until we reach the one lasting presence, the point at which the distinction between meaning and the absence of meaning disappears: the same point from which we began. It is 2,500 years since men first discovered and formulated these truths. In the interval, we have found nothing new, except — as we have tried in turn all possible ways out of the dilemma — so many additional proofs of the conclusion that we would have liked to avoid.
Claude Lévi-Strauss. Tristes tropiques (1955)
I keep returning to this, thank you for this scrap of wisdom to put with the others I’ve collected. I shall sew them together to form a blanket against the cold.
My pleasure, K, pleased that you have enjoyed them.
What a beautiful thought, the blanket. Thank you.