"We were alone. Where, I could not say, hardly imagine. All was black, and such a dense black that, after some minutes, my eyes had not been able to discern even the faintest glimmer."
"Solitude, isolation, are painful things, and beyond human endurance."
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Source: Jules Verne (2016). “The Mysterious Island (World Classics, Unabridged)”, p.361, Vij Books India Pvt Ltd
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