Stately as a galleon, I sail across the floor, Doing the military two-step, as in the days of yore. Joyce Grenfell
We sail across dominions barely seen, washed by the swells of time. We plow through fields of magnetism. Past and future come together on thunderheads and our dead hearts live with lightning in the wounds of the Gods. Norman Mailer
We sail across dominions barely seen, washed by the swells of time. Norman Mailer