It's The Familiar Love-hate Syndrome Of Seduction:

Reason Is Nothing Without Imagination.

Archimedes, That He Might Transport The Entire Globe ... Demanded Only A Point That Was Firm And Immovable; So Also, I Shall Be Entitled To Entertain The Highest Expectations, If I Am Fortunate Enough To Discover Only One Thing That Is Certain And Indubitable.

Conquer Yourself Rather Than The World.

All Is To Be Doubted.

What Then Is The Source Of My Errors? They Are Owing Simply To The Fact That, Since The Will Extends Further Than The Intellect, I Do Not Contain The Will Within The Same Boundaries; Rather, I Also Extend It To Things I Do Not Understand. Because The Will Is Indifferent In Regard To Such Matters, It Easily Turns Away From The True And The Good; And In This Way I Am Deceived And I Sin.