Soar
>> 18 March 2009
And there is a Catskill eagle in some souls that can alike dive down into the blackest gorges, and soar out of them again and become invisible in the sunny spaces. And even if he forever flies within the gorge, that gorge is in the mountains; so that even in his lowest swoop the mountain eagle is still higher than other birds upon the plain, even though they soar.
-- Melville, Moby-Dick Ch. XCVI
1 comments:
Okay I admit. I didn't read soar, I read sore. I came here expecting to hear you say something about working out and being sore! LOL. You still love me?
LOL. I was just having a duh, moment!
BIG hugs!
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