The sea, once it casts its spell, holds one in its net of wonder forever.

The reason I love the sea I cannot explain - it's physical. When you dive you begin to feel like an angel. It's a liberation of your weight.

We are living in an interminable succession of absurdities imposed by the myopic logic of short-term thinking.

May this continent, the last explored by humankind, be the first one to be spared by humankind.

To restate an old law - when a man bites a fish, that's good, but when a fish bites a man, that's bad. This is one way of saying it's all right if man kills an animal, but if an animal attacks man, the act is reprehensible.

How dangerous are those sea animals with bad reputations? A few actually kill. A few maim. Some are poisonous when eaten by man. Most sting, stab,or poison and cause mild to severe discomfort to man. Yet man is one of the larger beings that sea creatures encounter, and these poisons usually can't kill him.

When one man, for whatever reason, has the opportunity to lead an extraordinary life, he has no right to keep it to himself.