“All that wisdom—indeed, the summation of every word on these pages—is contained in a deceptively mundane object that weighs but a few ounces and through which, in the words of William Blake, you “hold infinity in the palm of your hand”: a humble pinecone. Worth nothing, neither rare nor unusual, it is like the Dao itself, failing to catch the eye or interest; to most, its meaning remains unseen. Yet to those who know what they are beholding, it is nothing less than a marvel. In the pinecone is a visible reminder of a practical discipline, the tenacious, unyielding pursuit of intermediate means as strategic advantage for achieving the ultimate ends—a quest only possible for those who dare to take the roundabout route.”