“I gazed gratefully at the ocean. I was so enormous and my boat was so very small. It could crush me as easily as I could swat a fly. Bit it hadn’t. I had let me sneak out, get my fish, and return with nothing worse than a wetting.
What a teacher it was! How much better than the human teacher with their endless talk about higher consciousness and the sense and significance of life and of man. The ocean did not talk of higher consciousness. But woe betide those who did not watch what they were doing, who came in or went out carelessly through the surf, who failed to watch out for the rising of the wind. — Robert S. de Ropp, Warrior’s Way: The 20th Century Odyssey.
