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Ignorance is the parent of fear,
Better sleep with a sober cannibal than a drunken Christian.
But Faith, like a jackal, feeds among the tombs, and even from these dead doubts she gathers her most vital hope.
how elastic our stiff prejudices grow when love once comes to bend them.
as if, the longer linked with life, the less man has to do with aught that looks like death.
