My fear came especially from the fact that we don’t know what the world is like, we only know that facet our senses illuminate. We only know the world our senses construct inside our minds, the way you might build a dollhouse under a bell jar. But the enormous world, the world as it really is—indescribable even if there were millions of senses open like sea anemones in the untamable flux of the ocean—surrounds us and it crushes us, bone by bone, in its embrace.
