Although I’ve abdicated the idea of doing formal book reviews, this particular book by David Deutsch has left me with so much to think about. Deutsch is a physicist that details how the Enlightenment period opened an unending sequence of knowledge creation.

At its core, it’s the most hopeful and inspiring book I’ve read. Dense in terminology, but if you take your time, you’re provoked through a wonderful hypothesis at the end:

If the knowledge of the universe is infinite, then we are not even close to what is possible.

I think of this in religious terms where people make the hypothesis of God as an infinite being, then relegate the idea of God to boxed criteria. Pardon me as I roll my eyes at the obvious hypocrisy

The quest for God and the quest for knowledge is an infinite one and given how long and far infinity is, the discovery of what we can even know has barely begun. To me, this is exciting.

It means there’s more to learn than we can even imagine.

That we shouldn’t be afraid to venture into unfamiliar areas and that the current explosion of knowledge will be looked at as no more than a foundation for future generations.

It gives… hope.

And hope is something we’ve forgotten.