Erich Maria Remarque. Lake at night (№ 198039)

Intoxicated by the excitement of battle with water, he went into the lake deeper and deeper and felt how soft the water met his knees as she flowed around him and closed behind him, gentle, compliant, gentle and insatiable. He took it as a manifestation of some mysterious unity and fell in ever increasing ecstasy: the emotion bursting it, threw up, expressing itself in the words that escaped from the depths of the soul like a call and yell: "Oh... water... You're a woman... you... all... all..."