A Quote by Marianne Moore
the ocean, under the pulsation of lighthouses and noise of bell
buoys,
advances as usual, looking as if it were not that ocean in which
dropped things are bound to sink--
in which if they turn and twist, it is neither with volition nor
consciousness.
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