“Every moment is two moments. In 1942, while Jews were crammed into the earth then covered with a dusting of soil, men crawled into the startled darkness of Lascaux. Animals woke from their sleep underground. + Twenty-six feet below they burst into life in lamplight: the swimming deer, floating horses, rhinos, ibex, and reindeer. Their damp nostrils trembled, their hides sweating iron oxide and manganese, in the smell of subterranean stone. While a worker in the French cave remarked +

Thread on some of my favourite quotes and passages from James P. Carse "Finite and Infinite Games" "A finite game is played for the purpose of winning, an infinite game for the purpose of continuing the play"