Strange about learning; the farther I go the more I see that I never knew even existed. A short while ago I foolishly thought I could learn everything - all the knowledge in the world. Now I hope only to be able to know of its existence, and to understand one grain of it. Is there time?
Daniel Keyes (2007). “Flowers for Algernon”, p.153, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt