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"I'm just a simple guy swimming in a sea of sharks."
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"The sea, once it casts its spell, holds one in its net of wonder forever."
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"Slowly but surely the sea is freezing over."
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"The sea complains upon a thousand shores."
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"Shaw is like a train. One just speaks the words and sits in one's place. But Shakespeare is like bathing in the sea - one swims where one wants."
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"Even Castles made of sand, fall into the sea, eventually."
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"One of the unique things is that whether we were out at sea or in the middle of the water tank, a lot of times you just couldn't leave. Especially when we were out at sea."
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"The interior of Mexico consists of a mass of volcanic rocks, thrust up to a great height above the sea-level."
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"In a still hot morning, the tide went out and didn't come back in. This was not a spectacular event. The sea did not roll up like a scroll, like the sky in Revelations. It quietly withdrew."
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"Let me state what the official IPCC prediction is: Sea levels could go up as much as three-quarters of a meter in this century, but there is a reasonable probability it could be much higher than that."
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"I would like to spare the time and effort of hack reviewers and, generally, persons who move their lips when reading."
Time
"You can always count on a murderer for a fancy prose style."
Literature
"Aunt Rosa, a fussy, angular, wild-eyed old lady, who had lived in a tremulous world of bad news, bankruptcies, train accidents, cancerous growths-until the Germans put her to death, together with all the people she had worried about."
History
"There is only one school of literature - that of talent."
Talent
"Genius is an African who dreams up snow."
Dream
"It's a pity one can't imagine what one can't compare to anything. Genius is an African who dreams up snow."
Dream
"My darling, what a cat they have! Something perfectly stupendous. Siamese, in colour dark beige, or taupe, with chocolate paws and the tail the same. Moreover, his tail is comparatively short, so his croup has something of a little dog, or rather, a kangaroo, and that's its colour, too. And that special silkiness of short fur, and some very tender white tints on its folds, and wonderful clear-blue eyes, turning transparently green towards evening, and a pensive tenderness of its walk, a sort of heavenly circumspection of movement. An amazing, sacred animal, and so quiet " it's unclear what he is looking at with those eyes filled to the brim with sapphire water."
Nature
"On such sunny, sad mornings I always feel in my bones that there is a chance yet of my not being excluded from Heaven, and that salvation may be granted to me despite the frozen mud and horror in my heart."
Spiritual
"Two silent time zones had now merged to form the standard time of one man's fate, and it is not impossible that the poet in New Wye and the thug in New York awoke that morning at the same crushed beat of their Timekeeper's stopwatch."
Fate
"When we remember our former selves, there is always that little figure with its long shadow stopping like an uncertain belated visitor on a lighted threshold at the far end of some impeccably narrowing corridor."
Memory
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