To me, the sea is like a person — like a child that Ive known a long time. It sounds crazy, I know, but when I swim in the sea I talk to it. I never feel alone when Im out there. – Gertrude Ederle
I must go down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied; And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying, And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying. – John Edward Masefield
