ABSTRACT
Now these absurdities might so far be tolerated if you worshipped a God infinite and eternal, nor one whom Chastillon, in a town the Dutch called Tienen, gave to horses to eat and was not punished.* And do you bewail me, wretched man? And do you call my philosophy, which you have never beheld, a chimera? O youth deprived of understanding, who has bewitched you into believing that you eat, and hold in your intestines, that which is supreme and eternal?
