Quote by H. G. Wells

I must confess that my imagination refuses to see any sort of submarine doing anything but suffocating its crew and floundering at sea.

I must confess that my imagination refuses to see any sort o

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In this quote, the speaker conveys their strong skepticism and lack of faith in submarines. The statement suggests that the speaker cannot envision submarines serving any purpose other than endangering the lives of their crew and struggling ineffectually in the vastness of the ocean. The quote reflects the speaker's distrust and negative perception of submarines, emphasizing their belief that such vessels are inherently impractical and doomed to failure.

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