"And I must not forget, at the start of the work, to be prepared to make mistakes. Not forget that mistakes had often proved to be my path. Every time what I thought or felt didn't work out...a space would somehow open up, and if I had had the courage before I would have gone in through it. But I had always been afraid of delirium and error. My error, however, had to be the path of truth: for only when I err do I get away from what I know and what I understand. If 'truth' were what I can understand...it would end up being but a small truth, my-sized.
Truth must reside precisely in what I shall never understand."
(from Passion according GH by Clarice Lispector)
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