Posing for the Sea

"When my thoughts are anxious, restless and bad, I go to the seashore, and the sea drowns them and sends them away with their great wide sounds, purifies it with its noise, and imposes a rhythm on everything that in Me he is disoriented and confused. "

Rainer Maria Rilke

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I did not measure life in years, but in streets, bridges, mountains and kilometers that are what separate me from the sea.

Fabrizio Caramagna

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In the sea life is different. It is not made of hours, but of moments. You live according to the currents, the tides, following the sun.

Sandy Gingras

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I could make it yellow, or violet, or red. On the contrary, it has made it blue, the sea.
Like a heaven on earth.

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Sea in the morning.
Let me stop here.
That I too contemplate for a moment
nature,
the bright blue of the sea in the morning and of the cloudless sky
and the yellow sand: stay
beautiful and big of light.

Constantin Kavafy

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For me, the sea was always a confidant, a friend who absorbed everything they tell him without ever revealing the secret that he trusted and that gave the best advice: a noise whose meaning each one interprets as he can.

Che Guevara

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Where does the end of the sea begin? Or even more: what do we mean when we say sea? Do we mean the immense monster capable of devouring anything or that wave that foams around our feet? To the water that fits in the bowl of the hand or the abyss that nobody can see? Do we say everything with a single word or with a single word do we hide everything? I'm here, a stone's throw from the sea, and I'm not even able to understand where the sea is. The sea.

Alessandro Baricco

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