That day, I began to be incredulous. Or, rather, I regretted having been credulous. I regretted having allowed myself to be borne away by a passion of the mind. Such is credulity.
Umberto EcoAbout author
- Author's profession: Novelist, Philosopher
- Nationality: italian
- Born: January 5, 1932
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