“Cut off my head, and singular I am, Cut off my tail, and plural I appear; Although my middle's left, there's nothing there! What is my head cut off? A sounding sea; What is my tail cut off? A rushing river; And in their mingling depths I fearless play, Parent of sweetest sounds, yet mute forever.” PlayLeftParentSoundForeverCuttingSeaMiddleRiversDepthFishesBoatFearlessLakesFishingTailsSweetestRushingMuteMingling Author:Thomas B. Macaulay
“When I was 11 years old, my parents wanted me to do something besides get in trouble. So they enrolled me in sailing classes at the Sea Shell Association in Santa Barbara, Calif. From the moment I climbed into that 8-foot dinghy in 1952, I knew instinctively what to do and sensed I had done it before.” YearsDoneMomentsWantedParentClassTroubleSeaFeetAssociationShellsSailingSantaBarbaraSanta BarbaraSea ShellDinghies Author:David Crosby
“My parents are the last of the middle class. My father worked for the government designing sea mines. My mother was a substitute teacher. Together, they worked really only until they were sixty.” GovernmentTogetherLastsMotherFatherParentClassTeacherSeaMiddleDesignMinesMiddle ClassSubstitutesSixty Author:Lewis Black