The Ocean Is Worth Writing About Just

Write The Story, Take Out All The Good Lines, And See If It Still Works.

The Sea Is The Same As It Has Been Since Before Men Ever Went On It In Boats.

Why, Darling, I Don't Live At All When I'm Not With You.

Each Day Of Not Writing, Of Comfort, Of Being That Which He Despised, Dulled His Ability And Softened His Will To Work So That, Finally, He Did No Work At All.

You Did Not Kill The Fish Only To Keep Alive And To Sell For Food, He Thought. You Killed Him For Pride And Because You Are A Fisherman. You Loved Him When He Was Alive And You Loved Him After. If You Love Him, It Is Not A Sin To Kill Him. Or Is It More?