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. (By Edgar Allan Poe - Published 1843)
Observe the paragraph below.
It was a rough ground, which was overgrown and covered in bamboo shoots 40 feet high,
impossible to land on.