“Whoever said ignorance is bliss wasn’t so ignorant.” – “Hacker” by Ted Dekker
Seems to me, as I recall, in my late teens and early twenties I knew it all.
Something in the last 50 years or so has rendered me ignorant.
I now know nothing.
The value of family, a few good friends and the wisdom of the founding fathers are absolutes.
Everything else is open to interpretation.
What happened? How is it possible to know everything and, decades later, believe so little?
“The difference between stupidity and genius is that genius has its limits.” – Albert Einstein