And from that time on I bathed in the Poem Of the Sea, star-infused and churned into milk, Devouring the green azures; where, entranced in pallid flotsam, A dreaming drowned man sometimes goes down. Arthur Rimbaud
Sometimes life played with him, sometimes it hung on him like a stone round the neck of a drowned man. Mikhail Sholokhov
Why not give up the pain, the injury, the slow and terminal? He worried and fretted how cool his skin had become. He understood how at the end a freezing man felt alive with heat and a drowned man could breathe and a burning man became cold and shivered and then died. Robert Olmstead