Inside those waves our voices bounced back at us, deeper and larger for all the noise, like the voices of men.
    There is a tide in the affairs of men,
Which taken at the flood, leads on to fortune.
Omitted, all the voyage of their life is bound in shallows and in miseries.
On such a full sea are we now afloat.
Luca Lupi: Dopo la tempesta (After the storm)
"Calm seas never make skillful sailors" William Shedd
    What, I asked myself, said Austerlitz, might be the significance of the river never rising from any source, never flowing out into any sea but always back into itself…
Kalliope Amorphous
HIroshi Sugimoto
    I bid the chords sweet music make,
And all must follow in my wake.
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