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My God! My God! So at last I am going to write down what has happened to me. But shall I be able to? Shall I dare? -- so fantastic, so inexplicable, so incomprehensible, so crazy is it.
If I were not certain of what I had seen, certain that there has been in my reasoning no faulty link, no error in my investigations, no lacuna in the relentless sequence of my observations, I would have believed myself to be merely the victim of an hallucination, the sport of a strange vision. After all, who knows?