I scribbled them on shore and I scribbled them on the sea; and in both cases they are concerned not only with the nature of the facts but with the intensity of my sensations.

It may be, too, that I learned to love the sea for itself only at that time.

Woman and the sea revealed themselves to me together, as it were: two mistresses of life's values.

The illimitable greatness of the one, the unfathomable seduction of the other working their immemorial spells from generation to generation fell upon my heart at last: a common fortune, an unforgettable memory of the sea's formless might and of the sovereign charm in that woman's form wherein there seemed to beat the pulse of divinity rather than blood.
I begin here with the notes written at the end of that very day.
-- Parted with Mills on the quay.

We had walked side by side in absolute silence.