¿Y dónde dejas el arte? —preguntó ella. —Es una enfermedad. —¿El amor? —Una ilusión. —¿La religión? —El sucedáneo elegante de la fe. —Eres un escéptico. —¡Jamás! El escepticismo es el comienzo de la fe. —¿Qué eres entonces? —Definir es limitar.

-Oscar Wilde

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