In A Moving World Readaptation Is The

The Theater, For All Its Artifices, Depicts Life In A Sense More Truly Than History.

It Is Wisdom To Believe The Heart.

I Love Moving Water, I Love Ships, I Love The Sharp Definition, The Concentrated Humanity, The Sublime Solitude Of Life At Sea. The Dangers Of It Only Make Present To Us The Peril Inherent In All Existence, Which The Stupid, Ignorant, Un-travelled Land-worm Never Discovers; And The Art Of It, So Mathematical, So Exact, So Rewarding To Intelligence, Appeals To Courage And Clears The Mind Of Superstition, While Filling It With Humility And True Religion.

The Fact Of Having Been Born Is A Bad Augury For Immortality.

Every Real Object Must Cease To Be What It Seemed, And None Could Ever Be What The Whole Soul Desired.