I Would Rather Dwell In The Dim Fog Of Superstition Than In Air Rarified To Nothing By The Pump Of Unbelief

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I would rather dwell in the dim fog of superstition than in air rarified
to nothing by the pump of unbelief; in which the panting breast expires,
vainly and convulsively gasping for breath.
-- Richter

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