There is the churning and the boiling of the sea, and the foam on top of it and that is what man is, churning and foam together.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
What, if as said, man is a bubble.
It's the water. Everything is driven by the water.
The man who has experienced shipwreck shudders even at a calm sea.
A man that is born falls into a dream like a man who falls into the sea. If he tries to climb out into the air as inexperienced people endeavor to do, he drowns.
To him it is an ocean, unfathomable, and without a shore.
The noise resembles the roar of heavy, distant surf. Standing on the stirring ice one can imagine it is disturbed by the breathing and tossing of a mighty giant below.
The man who voyages strange seas must of necessity be a little unsure of himself. It is the man with the flashy air of knowing everything, who is always with it, that we should beware of.
Ocean: A body of water occupying about two-thirds of a world made for man - who has no gills.
The ocean moans over dead men's bones.
Companions are we, enlivened by a mighty gallop quickly sliding a harsh straw basket of sea foam gathered astride the tide.