One walking with me observed, with some emphasis, I do not believe as you do. I am
an Agnostic. Oh, I said to him. Yes. That is a Greek word, is it not? The Latin
word, I think, is ignoramus. He did not like it at all. Yet I only translated his
language from Greek to Latin. These are queer waters to get into, when all your
philosophy brings you is the confession that you know nothing, and the stolidity
which enables you to glory in your ignorance.