The vain presumption of understanding everything can have no other basis than never having understood anything. For anyone who had ever experienced just once the perfect understanding of one single thing, and had truly tasted how knowledge is accomplished, would recognize that of the infinity of other truths he understands nothing.
Clothing is. . . an exercise in memory. It makes me explore the past: how did I feel when I wore that. They are like signposts in the search for the past.