Nothing Else But Sea


“Nothing but water — an ever-moving swell; nothing but waves, swiftly forming and instantly dying; nothing but depths; dark, fathomless depths; and nothing but sky, scudding white clouds, puffy and intangible. This was the living world, nothing besides, nothing else but sea. No winter or summer, no hills or ravines.”


― Chingiz Aitmatov, Spotted Dog Running Along the Seashore

Chingiz Torekulovich Aitmatov, writer and diplomat (1928 – 2008)


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