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“And how could I deny that these hands and this body belong to me, unless perhaps I were to assimilate myself to those insane persons whose minds are so troubled and clouded by the black vapours of bile that they constantly assert that they are kings when they are very poor; that they are wearing gold and purple, when they are quite naked; or who imagine that they are pitchers or who have a body of glass. But these are madmen, and I would not be lass extravagant if I were to follow their example”
