Suppose she turned suddenly on him and said:
‘Yes, I was dead. I’ve come back from down there. And these blue eyes of mine have seen…’
Would he not fall dead himself, struck by lightning?
‘Now I really am going out of my mind,’ he thought. ‘But if you carry logic to its uttermost extreme, isn’t that the same thing as madness?’
~ D’entres le Mortes, by Boileau and Narcejac.