The Sea

If I ever had to choose if I would want to live at the seaside or in the mountains my task would be a simple one. For me, the sea would be it. I appreciate mountains as well but being near any kind of water has a special kind of magic: the wind, the muttering of the waves, the closeness of the horizon, the sand and stones – standing at the shore is a unique place for me.

He always thought of the sea as la mar which is what people call her in Spanish when they love her. Sometimes those who love her say bad things of her but they are always said as though she were a woman. Some of the younger fisherman, those who used buys as flots for their lines and had motor-boats , bought when the shark livers had brought much money, spoke of her as el mar which is masculine. They spoke of her as a contestant or a place or even an enemy. But the old man always thought of her as feminine and as something that gave or withheld great favours, and if she did wild or wicked things it was because she could not help them. The moon affects her as it does women, he thought.

Ernest Hemingway, The old man and the sea

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