2 Quotes by Joseph Fink and Jeffrey Cranor

Cats hate us. They hate us so much. But they also need us. They need us more than they hate us.

The sea smells like old wood and wet leaves. Like cold mud and warm stone. Like every creature who has ever lived in it, a churning graveyard and nursery. Like winds from the inland carrying the hot circulation of life and winds from the ocean carrying the distant froth of waves against ships and islands. Like gray, only more so. Like blue, only less so.