I wonder often if there is a possible way to know everything. To truly know. Of course it isn’t possible, but is it worth the consideration?
It stems a little from jealousy. Many people pose the appearance of absolute certainty that they know all there is to know. Even when proven wrong, the facade fails to break.
Conversely, the only certainty I have is how little I know. And while I enjoy the process, being continually proved mistaken in some knowledge or another can be draining.
It’s worth learning though, to chase that chance of knowledge, no matter how small. The length of what is unknown ahead of me is ever growing, but it is still worth walking towards it.