QUOTE : These are strange words, m’Lord. How do I take their meaning?” “Their meaning is whatever speaks to you. Are you incapable of listening?” “I have ears, m’Lord!” “Do you now? I cannot see them.” “Here, m’lord. Here and here!” Idaho pointed at his own ears as he spoke. “But they do not hear. Therefore you have no ears, neither here nor hear.” “You make a joke of me, m’Lord?” “To hear is to hear. That which exists cannot be made into itself for it already exists. To be is to be.” “Your strange words . . .” “Are but words. I spoke them. They are gone. No one heard them, therefore they no longer exist. If they no longer exist, perhaps they can be made to exist again and then perhaps someone will hear them.” “Why do you poke fun at me, m’Lord?” “I poke nothing at you except words. I do it without fear of offending because I have learned that you have no ears.” “I don’t understand you, m’Lord.” “That is the beginning of knowledge—the discovery of something we do not understand.