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“من هو الأكثر جنونا ،الذي هو مجنون لأنه لا يستطيع أن يكون غير ذلك، أم المجنون بإرادته؟ الفرق بين هذين المجنونين، هو أن المجنون بالقوة سيظل مجنونا إلى الأبد، والمجنون بمزاجه سيغادر الجنون عندما يحلو له.”

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