Late, by myself, in the boat of myself,
no light and no land anywhere,
cloudcover thick. I try to stay
just above the surface,
yet I'm already under
and living with the ocean
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Quotes of the Day
In matters of style, swim with the current; in matters of principle, stand like a rock.
by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
As the birds come in the Spring,
We know not from where;
As the stars come at evening
From depths of the air;
As the rain comes from the cloud,
And the brook from the ground;