It's kind of surreal how similiar the American author Stephen Crane looks to my chiropractor Stephen Hoard.
I've no real connection to Crane or his writings, but one of the most profound [profoundly what? I don't know] moments in my life came as I was reading The Open Boat as a requirement for an American literature class at BJU. As I came across this quotation, I knew it must be memorized. It's inspirational! It's profound! It's fairly useless under most conditions [though my happy band of compatriots were considering a rousing rendering of it should circumstances dictate during commencement rehearsal at BJU (I just got my Masters) last weekend -- fortunately circumstances did not dictate].
The short story is of four men lost at sea in a boat. Here's the quotation…
"If I am going to be drowned–if I am going to be drowned–if I am going to be drowned, why, in the name of the seven mad gods who rule the sea, was I allowed to come thus far and contemplate sand and trees? Was I brought here merely to have my nose dragged away as I was about to nibble the sacred cheese of life?"
I won't offer a commentary, but I do apologize for including entries so eclectic. I tend to meander.
