Quotes
There are, of course, innumerable abuses, countless possible misinterpretations, and depressingly many biased studies, but, done right, the process works; it yields knowledge.
p. 180
Information is always to be treasured, Raul. It is behind only love and honesty in a person’s attempt to understand the universe.
p. 198
You can’t destroy knowledge. You can stamp it under and burn it up and forbid it to be, but somewhere it will survive.
But for today, yesterday, tomorrow, it is not important. Time goes on without any of us. Only a belief, a state of mind, endures, and even that changes constantly, but underneath there are two main kinds—the one that says, Here you must stop knowing, and the other which says, Learn.
Right or wrong, the fruit was eaten, and there can’t ever be a going back.
I have made my choice.
Knowledge is not like sin. There is no mystical escape from it.
Every object, the old man had said, is but an interpretation of every other object. There is no sure knowledge, only endless process.
p. 239
Sapiens did not forage only for food and materials. They foraged for knowledge as well.
But knowledge, however you got it, changed things, Ned Marriner thought. You couldn’t go back to not knowing, even if you wanted to.
p. 67
If my years as a shatterling had taught me anything, it was that not all questions had answers. Societies had reduced themselves to radioactive dust because they could not accept that single unpalatable truth.
p. 84
No act of knowledge acquisition is entirely without risk.
p. 59
The mere fact that there could be danger in this is fascination in itself; almost an incentive to push further. That’s how you feel, isn’t it? Every argument they could use against you would only strengthen your resolve. Because knowledge makes you hungry, and it’s a hunger you can’t resist, even if you know that what you’re feasting on could kill you.
p. 452
Trouble rather the tiger in his lair than the sage amongst his books. For to you Kingdoms and their armies are things mighty and enduring, but to him they are but toys of the moment, to be overturned by the flicking of a finger...
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