wisdom, the knowledge of our own ignorance. That is at least where we have to start. ZORBA THE GREEK: Why do the young die? Why does anybody die, tell me? SCHOLAR: I don’t know. ZORBA: What’s the use of all your damn books? If they don’t tell you that, what the hell do they tell you? SCHOLAR: They tell me about the agony of men who can’t answer questions like yours.3 The question of the meaning of death is also the question of the meaning of life, the greatest of all questions. Death puts life into
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