Many indeed and I like the short list, but even more the loving depiction of cleaving to the sea and the islands in a gentle autumnal light.

May your masts spring branches and fruits, but not before you are safely in harbour.

“Many are the joys of this world – women, fruit, ideas.  But to cleave that sea in the gentle autumnal season, murmuring the name of each islet, is to my mind the joy most apt to transport the heart of man into paradise. Nowhere else can one pass so easily and serenely from reality to dream.  The frontiers dwindle, and from the masts of the most ancient ships spring branches and fruits.”

Source: Zorba the Greek, Nikos Kazantzakis, trans. Carl Wildman (Faber & Faber), p. 17

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