I have habitually imagined - guessed'' might be the more honest word - that Reason is high, very high, a lofty and distant realm where matters of the greatest import'' dwell, and where mighty minds move among them. And accordingly, I have supposed Unreason, a complete irrationality, as low as Reason is high, the very pit, the abyss, the frozen floor of hell.

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