You are nipping in the bud fancies which I let blossom. The shore is safer, but I love to buffet the sea - I can count the bitter wrecks here in these pleasant waters, and hear the murmuring winds, but oh, I love the danger!
Emily DickinsonWild Nights โ Wild Nights! Were I with thee Wild Nights should be Our luxury! Futile โ the winds โ To a heart in port โ Done with the compass โ Done with the chart! Rowing in Eden โ Ah, the sea! Might I moor โ Tonight โ In thee!
Emily Dickinson