The one where your place is is the best for you.

But this difference there is: you can domesticate mountains, but the sea is ferae naturae.

You may have a hut, or know the owner of one, on the mountain-side; you see a light half-way up its ascent in the evening, and you know there is a home, and you might share it.

You have noted certain trees, perhaps; you know the particular zone where the hemlocks look so black in October, when the maples and beeches have faded.

All its reliefs and intaglios have electrotyped themselves in the medallions that hang round the walls of your memory's chamber .-- The sea remembers nothing.