[It's starkly plain, utterly sincere. It sounds even more familiar than he expected, though he can't share that. And after himself, he thinks suddenly of his own little sailboat, his scrap of salt and freedom, his Liron.]
Men have been acting as though their ships could love them back since somebody first shoved a hollowed-out log into the sea. It doesn't surprise me that someday it might come true.
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[It's starkly plain, utterly sincere. It sounds even more familiar than he expected, though he can't share that. And after himself, he thinks suddenly of his own little sailboat, his scrap of salt and freedom, his Liron.]
Men have been acting as though their ships could love them back since somebody first shoved a hollowed-out log into the sea. It doesn't surprise me that someday it might come true.