“nevermind the snow that falls close to the tree howevere praise the sweet sampling that lays beneath.”

“The Spanish fleet was beautiful and terrifying. The great battleships were clouds of sail scudding before the wind while their xebecs and frigates ran with them like greyhounds coursing alongside huntsmen.”

“She talks as she sails, the old wooden boat -- of oyster days, and summer bays, and watermen grown old.”

“Things that come with the fog: horseshoe crabs, tall ships, and wandering hearts.”

“The smaller the world one lives in, the deeper and stronger their hatred can grow. It is like water poured into a dish.”

“I suffered like this ever since I was born. I was ignored by everyone, forgotten, told I was not needed... I lived like the bugs underneath a rock... Know! Know my pain!”

“Out of all human emotions, none is more primitive, and has a longer lasting effect on the body, than hatred.”