Young sailors once stood under a square sail, gazing wonderingly across the water to where a strange shore rose about the sea - a New World. — Helge Ingstad Copy Share Image
All looked distant and peaceful and strange. The shore seemed refined, far away, unreal. Already the little distance they had sailed had put them far from it and given it the changed look, the composed look, of something receding in… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
