The sea, the sea, the sea. It rolled and rolled and called to me. Come in, it said, come in.
“There is one spectacle grander than the sea, that is the sky; there is one spectacle grander than the sky, that is the interior of the soul.”
“Time is more complex near the sea than in any other place, for in addition to the circling of the sun and the turning of the seasons, the waves beat out the passage of time on the rocks and the tid...”
“And slowly, infinitely slowly, he began to trust. Not the sea, from from it; no one should make that mistake!”
