“The men of God are like fishes in the ocean; they pop up into view on the surface here and there and everywhere, as they please.”

“It might be lonely up here but I sure like the view.”

“In shallow men the fish of little thoughts cause much commotion. In oceanic minds the whales of inspiration make hardly a ruffle.”

“Good God. Men everywhere.”

“What’s this ”
“A needle.”
“What should I do with it ” He’d walked right into it. Too easy.
“Please use it to pop your head. It’s obscuring my view of the room.”

“In science there are no 'depths'; there is surface everywhere.”

“He's not here."
"Not here like he just popped around the corner to the bodega for a six-pack of Diet Coke and a box of Krispy Kremes, or not here like…”

“He's like a fish up a tree.”

“For the same reason that no one can help the fish to find the ocean.”

“Fish die belly upward, and rise to the surface. It's their way of falling.”