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“Cervantes, creo yo, quiso dejar abiertas ambas posibilidades: sembró aquí y allá indicios que apuntan ya a la locura irremediable de don Quijote, ya a su cordura final. Y aquí cabe recordar un pasaje del Persiles: a la hora de la muerte, “por la mayor parte, o se dizen grandes sentencias, o se hazen grandes disparates”.[5] A la hora de su muerte don Quijote parece moverse entre esos dos extremos. La muerte reitera en él su naturaleza de loco-cuerdo, de cuerdo-loco. La cosa es, en efecto, más compleja de lo que suele pensarse.”

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Book:Cuatro ensayos sobre el Quijote (Lengua Y Estudios Literarios)
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