“O triste do homem, lá, decretado, embargando-se de poder falar algumas suas palavras. Ao sofrer o assim das coisas, ele, no oco sem beiras, debaixo do peso, sem queixa, exemploso.”

      “True! – nervous – very, very dreadfully nervous I had been and am; but why will you say that I am mad? The disease had sharpened my senses – not destroyed – not dulled them. Above all was the sense  of hearing acute. I heard all things in the heaven and in the earth. I heard many things in hell. How, then, am I mad? Hearken! and observe how healthily – how calmly I can tell you the whole story.”