" But the best of it was the sound, the sibilant ruffling of the water over the sand, the splash and roar born of constant movement. It was vast and incomprehensible. It made her feel tinier than a single molecule in the foaming waves and, conversely, so much a part of all things, everything. For a moment she nearly slipped away into the ether, dissolving into sky and sound and scent. "

― Barbara O'Neal , The All You Can Dream Buffet