We are not what we might be; what we are Outlaws all extrapolation Beyond the interval of now and here: White whales are gone with the white ocean. -Sylvia Plath from “Two Lovers And A Beachcomber By The Real Sea”
My soul is full of longing for the secret of the sea, and the heart of the great ocean sends a thrilling pulse through me. – Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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