You are in love with intelligence, until it frightens you. For your ideas are terrifying and your hearts are faint. Your acts

You are in love with intelligence, until it frightens you. For your ideas are terrifying and your hearts are faint. Your acts of pity and cruelty are absurd, committed with no calm, as if they were irresistible. Finally, you fear blood more and more. Blood and time.

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