“ The creative act is a letting down of the net of human imagination into the ocean of chaos on which we are suspended, and the attempt to bring out of it ideas.It is the night sea journey, the lone fis… Terence McKenna
“ Break, break, break,On thy cold gray stones, O Sea!And I would that my tongue could utterThe thoughts that arise in me.O, well for the fisherman's boy,That he shouts with his sister at play!O, well fo… Alfred Tennyson
“ My brother William is a fisherman, and he tells me that when he is in the middle of a fogboundsea the water is a color for which there is no name. Patricia MacLachlan
“ This is the story of a boy named Pete Coutinho, who had a spell put on him. Some people might have called it a curse. I don't know. It depends on a lot of things, on whether you've got gipsy blood, li… Henry Kuttner
