Alice looked at the jury-box, and saw that, in her haste, she had put the Lizard in head downwards, and the poor little thing was waving its tail about in a melancholy way, being quite unable to move.
Truth is an ideal - ethereal, unattainable.
It leaves a shadow, a lingering scent, a fading memory. We rely on the myth of a knowable truth. On the first day we discovered that King Solomon's wisdom drew neither from omniscience nor from a divine ability to render justice. Rather, the King's skill was in devising a judgement of which the people of Israel would stand in awe. The simplicity of his inquiry and the opaqueness of his logic insulated his declaration from reproach.