Blue, green, grey, white, or black; smooth, ruffled, or mountainous; that ocean is not silent.

Heaven knows where I'll end up - but it's a safe bet that I'll never be at the top of anything! Nor do I particularly care to be.

The ignorant and the deluded are, I think, in a strange way to be envied. That which is not known of does not trouble us, while an imagined but insubstantial peril does not harm us. To know the truths behind reality is a far greater burden.

For I have always been a seeker, a dreamer, and a ponderer on seeking and dreaming.

Someday our piecing together of knowledge will open up such terrifying vistas we shall either go mad or flee into the safety of a new dark age.

I was nearly unnerved at my proximity to a nameless thing at the bottom of a pit.

In relating the circumstances which have led to my confinement within this refuge for the demented, I am aware that my present position will create a natural doubt of the authenticity of my narrative.