“One of the deepest and strangest of all human moods is the mood which will suddenly strike us perhaps in a garden at night, or deep in sloping meadows, the feeling that every flower and leaf has just uttered something stupendously direct and important, and that we have by a prodigy of imbecility not heard or understood it. There is a certain poetic value, and that a genuine one, in this sense of having missed the full meaning of things. There is beauty, not only in wisdom, but in this dazed and dramatic ignorance.”
G.K. Chesterton in “Robert Browning,” (1903)
“There is beauty, not only in wisdom, but in this dazed and dramatic ignorance.”
There are mysteries in life the likes of which we cannot ever fully apprehend, or comprehend, contrary to the claims of scientists and rationalists.
Hail Mysteries of God!