What we know about the world around us - an enigma, wrapped in a riddle, shrouded in mystery; basically a Churchill quote - Churchill always tries to cheer us up a bit.

Hobbes, by contrast, with typical, brutal elegance, bludgeons us into indifference or acquiescence:

"No Discourse whatsoever, can End in absolute knowledge of Fact, past, or to come. For, as for the knowledge of Fact, it is originally, Sense; and ever after, Memory. And for the knowledge of consequence, which I have said before is called Science, it is not Absolute, but Conditionall. No man can know by Discourse, that this, or that, is, has been, or will be; which is to know absolutely: but onely, that if This be, That is; if This has been, That has been; if This shall be, That shall be: which is to know conditionally; and that not the consequence of one thing to another; but of one name of a thing, to another name of the same thing."

We can personally know this or that, but our discourse is limited, we cannot mutually know anything. Leading to Hobbes' intellectual legacy: "... the life of man, solitary, poore, nasty, brutish, and short."