H. P. Lovecraft,
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(1925)
“ I shall seal the manuscript in a bottle and entrust it to the sea as I leave the U-29 for ever. I have no fear, not even from the prophecies of the madman Klenze. What I have seen cannot be true, and I know that this madness of my own will at most lead only to suffocation when my air is gone. The light in the temple is a sheer delusion, and I shall die calmly, like a German, in the black and forgotten depths. This demoniac laughter which I hear as I write comes only from my own weakening brain. ”
