You’re right on the money with that. We’re all like detectives in life. There’s something at the end of the trail that we’re all looking for.

The line frames everyday existence as an investigative process: people move through experience gathering clues, forming hypotheses, and pursuing a sense of resolution. In Lynch’s artistic universe—where mysteries often remain partially unsolved—the “end of the trail” can be read less as a neat answer than as a felt truth: meaning, identity, love, or spiritual insight. The remark also suggests humility about knowledge: like detectives, we work with fragments and intuition, and our conclusions are provisional. It implies a shared human drive toward discovery, even when the object of the search is hard to name.