“Rather, ten times, die in the surf, heralding the way to a new world, than stand idly on the shore.”
“I'd rather die standing than live on my knees.”
“I would rather die standing than live on my knees”
“I'd rather die my way than live yours.”
“We need the sea. We need a place to stand and touch and listen - to feel the pusle of the world as the surf rolls in.”
“I stand amid the roarOf a surf-tormented shore,And I hold within my handGrains of golden sand-How few! yet how they creepThrough my fingers to the deep,While I weep- while I weep!”