“I was certain t find the familiar sting of salt, but what I needed to know was what kind: kitchen, sweat, tears or the sea.”
“The cure for anything is salt water — sweat, tears, or the salt sea.”
“Do you know a cure for me?""Why yes," he said, "I know a cure for everything. Salt water.""Salt water?" I asked him."Yes," he said, "in one way or the other. Sweat, or tears, or the salt sea.”
“The man was right who said that salt water was a cure for everything...in one of three forms, tears, sweat, or the sea.”
“The salt of his tears tastes like the sea and I don't see the shore.”
“We are certainly descendents of the sea for our tears are salted and when we shed them on the jowl of time, the sea that has always been within us flows on our face. ”