A few years hence and he will be beneath the sod; but those cliffs will stand, as now, facing the ocean, incessantly lashed by its waves, yet unshaken, immovable; and other eyes will gaze on them for their brief day… — Henry Parry Liddon Copy Share Image
Writing a journal means that facing your ocean you are afraid to swim across it, so you attempt to drink it drop by drop. — George Sand Copy Share Image
