“I don’t know yet,” she answered slowly.
“May the gods keep you safe from that knowledge,” said Pan gravely.
“Why would you say that?” she replied. “One must find out all things, and when we find out a thing we know if it is good or bad.”
“That is the beginning of knowledge,” said Pan, “but it is not the beginning of wisdom.”
“What is the beginning of wisdom?”
“It is carelessness,” replied Pan.
“And what is the end of wisdom?” said she.
“I do not know,” he answered, after a little pause.
“Is it greater carelessness?” she enquired.
“I do not know, I do not know,” said he sharply. “I am tired of talking,” and, so saying, he turned his face away from them and lay down on the couch.