| "It is a puzzling thing. The truth knocks on the door and you say, ‘Go away, I'm looking for the truth,' and so it goes away. Puzzling." The irony of Robert Pirsig touches on the strange encounter of self-deception. I know the truth and you do not; I intentionally hide the truth from you—this is the lie. But with this understanding of deception, how then, is self-deception possible? Does one know the truth about something and then, simultaneously, hide the truth from one's self? How could...
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