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“The strength of a belief, when it is destitute of any rational foundation, seems, of itself, to furnish a new ground for credulity. We first admit a powerful persuasion, and then, from reflecting on the insufficiency of the ground on which it is built, instead of being prompted to dismiss it, we become more forcibly attached to it.”

Quote by Charles Brockden Brown

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Charles Brockden Brown
Charles Brockden Brown

Charles Brockden Brown was an American novelist known for his Gothic novels and realistic works. His writings often explored moral and religious issues, reflecting the social conditions of the late 18th and early 19th centuries. more

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