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“It is an interesting biological fact that all of us have,

in our veins, the exact same percentage of salt in our blood

that exists in the ocean, and, therefore, we have salt

in our blood, in our sweat, in our tears.

We are tied to the ocean.

And when we go back to the sea, whether it is to sail of to watch it,

we are going back from whence we came.”


I’ve always loved this quote by John F. Kennedy. I find the notion that we are connected to the ocean so mystical and compelling, and I think it explains the longing that a lot of us feel when we stand in front of the sea. Whether I’m standing on a cold and windy cliff-top, watching this vast expanse of water and life stretch out to the distant horizon, or submerged under the waves below; the sea feels like home to me.


“Why do we love the sea?

It is because it has some

potent power to make us think

things we like to think.”

– Robert Henri



“Doesn’t it seem to you

that the mind moves more freely

in the presence of that boundless expanse;

That the sight of the ocean

elevates the soul and gives rise to

thoughts of the infinite and the ideal.”

– Gustave Flaubert


“My soul is full of longing

for the secret of the sea,

and the heart of the great ocean

sends a thrilling pulse through me.”

– Henry Wadsworth Longfellow



“She loved the sea.

She liked the sharp

salty smell of the air,

and the vastness

of the horizons

bounded only by a vault

of azure sky above.

It made her feel small,

but free as well.”

― George R.R. Martin


Surfer: Mollie Erskine

Location: Harlyn Bay, Cornwall, UK

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